Personal Life and Death
He married Elisa Godinez Gomez de Batista (1900–1993) on July 10, 1926, and they had three children: Mirta Caridad (April 1927 – 2010), Elisa Aleida (born 1933), and Fulgencio Rubén Batista Godinez (1933–2007). He later married Marta Fernandez Miranda de Batista (1923–2006), and they had five children: Jorge Luis (born 1942), Roberto Francisco (born 1947), Carlos Manuel (1950–1969), Fulgencio José (born 1953) and Marta Maria Batista Fernández. He also had a daughter, Fermina Lazara Batista Estevez, in 1935.
After he fled to Portugal, Batista lived in Madeira, then later in Estoril, outside Lisbon, where he wrote books the rest of his life. He was the Chairman of a Spanish life insurance company that invested in property and mortgages on the Andalusian Costa del Sol. He died of a heart attack on August 6, 1973, at Guadalmina, near Marbella, Spain, two days before a team of assassins from Castro's Cuba could carry out a plan to assassinate him.
Marta Fernandez Miranda de Batista, Batista's widow, died on October 2, 2006. Roberto Batista, her son, says that she died at her West Palm Beach home. She had suffered from Alzheimer's disease. Batista was buried with her husband in San Isidro Cemetery in Madrid after a Mass in West Palm Beach.
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