B, my tatay
If he should live by today, he would have been in Canada right now,
If he should finished high school he would been engineer, nevertheless the engineering business he had put up, thus far exceeded my expectation as I analyzed his unschooled engg talent,
If he should have not insist on me to take engineering, I should have taken law instead and I had never regret it.
On the first time he saw my future wife he never like her, but when have five boys as his grandsons, my wife will be his favorite daughter in law.
When he died I was staring at his coffin, and asking why God has to take him…
B, my best friend
He is one of my best friend I had one in years,
We always ate in one plate, during night duty in central offices,
Sharing poor man’s ulam and kanin
We share the same dreams,
My drinking buddy, my basketball buddy and we are suppose to take up golf lessons but he never made it.
Although he is a nephew of a former mayor, he was poor,
His last wish was to install his mother’s phone in Sampaloc, I made it sure it is running before he was buried
He died 5 days after my bday and I had never seen him 5 days before my bday since I was already on a vacation, my heartbreaking bday gift I ever had,
When he died I was staring at his coffin, and asking why God has to take him…
Baby, my childhood friend,
It was 1965, this Beatles Song was a hit, Baby, was my kalaro in tumbang preso, taguan and afternoon play in the playground in Paraiso ng Batang Maynila in the boundary of Tundo and Caloocan, a project of the late Mayor Villegas, this place already heaven to poor kids during that time since their joy were easily fulfilled…if Baby would been alive today, maybe he would have been my childhood sweetheart or may be my wife, there is a different kind feeling or aura, since at that early age, I already know that Baby would be a part of my life, actually her younger sister was married to one my grade school classmate/cousin, so hindi rin siya napalayo, up to now they still talking if her Ate is still alive today I would have a different destiny….maybe….then I really know God really works in very mysterious way, I lost Baby to Leukemia, at the age of 6 I lost a very dear friend, up to now her memories still lingers on, I stayed near her coffin and never left her until she was buried, maybe ….that’s why I just fall in love again at the tender age of 22…hehehe…. to my wife because of Baby….
When she died I was staring at her coffin, and asking why God has to take her…
