JANUARY 9 The last seven years of the eleven-year struggle are missing from this account. Others will be responsible for gathering and recording the memories of the events that took place in Chalatenango, Guazapa, San Vicente, Usulután, Cabañas, Santa Ana, and every other liberated corner of the country.
When we tried to publish the book in El Salvador, the only person who would agree to do it was Father Ignacio Ellacuría, rector of the University of Central America (Universidad Centroamericana, UCA). This manuscript never reached him. He was assassinated along with five other Jesuits on the morning of November 16, 1989.
The massacre took place within the context of the largest military offensive of that time, which proved our invincibility once and for all and paved the way for negotiating a political solution to the conflict.
In the last two months, the Belloso and Arce battalions have made three attempts to advance on the area where we’ve set up Radio Venceremos and the hospital. By decoding their communications, we knew that they were looking for us. After a year of serenity in this zone covered in peaceful pine forests, the army has gone back on the offensive, taking advantage of the FMLN’s treaty to make arrangements for negotiations that will take place in New York.
Things were tense in camp for weeks, with meetings to decide what to broadcast, worries about how to get food, gasoline, and other materials past enemy lines, and attempts to figure out a way to ensure our security and prevent the equipment from getting damaged. We relocated every time the Belloso Battalion moved toward the nearby hamlets of El Carrizal, Nahuaterique, and Huatalón. Recently, around mid-morning, five militiamen open fire on enemy units that are trying to take the high ground of La Golondrina. The rattling machine guns interrupt the day’s broadcast. Even with the enemy just half an hour away from our camps, we can’t stop broadcasting even for one day. We can’t give away our position since we have set up base right under their noses.
Maybe it was the tension, but one morning the guards alerted us about an approaching armed unit. Everyone took cover behind trees, ready to shoot at