The years go by like nothing and I realize that I have already reached more than half a century in the job of announcing, describing between music and words, my intimate dialogue full of surprises, I make revelations beyond mere biographical tour that here in this document a work that I go detailing from my birth through the last 11 years of the dictatorship, I lived it and greeted Trujillo giving him my hands in a school parade, I write how daily life unfolds in my hometown Santiago, participating in many cultural and sports disciplines, until officially entering the radio industry. Many will say that it is so difficult to understand the income tax return itself, but it is not like that. The reality is that I am a man of peace with myself; I carry on my shoulders my explorations in the field of international radio. I have respected others and have never felt hatred or resentment towards another person. What I write here, I have done it with all veracity, since it is my experiences that I shared with the men and women of the microphone, I call them by their names and surnames because they are and will always be my friends with whom I shared part of these years in radio booths, without wanting to offend, or try to take advantage of the experiences shared in my entrances and exits between the stations.