A story is told around the world about a Spanish father and his son.  The son’s name was Francisco but his family called him by the affectionate childhood nickname “Paco.”

One day the father and son have a terrible fight.  Paco rebels against his father’s strict rules and with harsh words, filled with anger and hatred, he packs up his belongings and leaves home.

Time passes.  The father grieves for his son.  He fears something has happened to him, perhaps he is sick or injured, perhaps he is in terrible trouble, perhaps he is so filled with shame and remorse for his actions that he is afraid to return home.  Unable to bear the separation any longer, the father decides to search for his son, leaving his home in the hills and traveling many long, difficult miles to the city of Madrid where Paco always longed to go.  

At the office of El Liberal, one of Madrid’s most widely-read newspapers, he places an ad which reads:  “PACO, MEET ME AT HOTEL MONTANA. NOON TUESDAY. ALL IS FORGIVEN. PAPA.”

At noon on Tuesday at the Hotel Montana, eight hundred Pacos show up, looking for forgiveness from their fathers.