On Lolo’s burial
Part of what made me what I am today is credited to Lolo. When I think about it there are a lot that I have learned from him. Just like tiny seeds sown long ago that, in time, have taken roots and grew, his influence now have become part of who I am. Yet when he died I did not shed a tear. Not until my uncle –and insisted he be the first- gave his eulogy. For a son in-law, –and a military officer at that- to ‘beat everyone to the podium’ to express his paternal love for his father in-law while sobbing, tells much about Lolo… That’s when I shed tears.
