“Fidel Castro came on stage, went to the podium and started delivering his speech. Paul and I were on standby, seated in the front row as Castro spoke. We didn’t understand Spanish, so I watched for a signal from Don, our producer, seated nearby, to tell us when to film. Suddenly, Don pointed to Castro. “OK, Roy, now! get in and shoot!” Paul and I jumped up and started walking towards the podium about fifty feet in front of us. My camera, mounted on my shoulder, my right eye peering through the eyepiece, ready to start filming. Paul was on my left, recording sound. I felt something hard press deep into my right side, just below my ribcage. I froze. A tall black man wearing a business suit was looking down at me. In his hand was a large revolver stuck in my side, with his finger on the trigger”