A few days after General Pinochet’s military assault on the socialist government of Salvador Allende, Joan Jara went to the Santiago mortuary to identify the body of her husband, folk singer Victor Jara.

In her book, An Unfinished Song: the Life of Victor Jara, she writes:

The morgue is full of bodies overflowing to every part of the building, including the administrative offices. A long corridor, with several doors, and on the floor a long line of bodies, these ones with clothes, some of them look like students, ten, twenty, thirty, forty, fifty . . . and there in the middle of the line I find Victor . . . his eyes were open and still seemed to look ahead with intensity and defiance, in spite of a wound to his head and terrible bruising to his cheek . . . His chest was riddled with holes and an open wound to his abdomen . . . but it was Victor, my husband, my lover.