"....I am not buying any of the stocks recommended in the previous article I emailed to you.....mainly because I have my own watchlist. I have done my own due diligence and I have learned their reactive daily movement by extensively using the tools provided by Ameritrade.
I sent the article as a way to keep you on your toes and it should be taken as a guide/reminder as well as a cue to be extra careful during the period described in the article. Cash is king is the prudent attitude to take during this period.
Yet, on second thought..... we should not lose sight that we are in a completely unprecendented market volatility where the political/economic environment is the centerpiece and that the market is still recovering from its massacre back in March 2009. Having said that, it is then possible that the market may skip the much anticipated correction. However, we must proceed with extreme caution, patience, focus, as well as self-control....such are the traits we need to uphold when trading.....and not to allow our emotions reign especially when the feelings of being left behind would swept us in our decisions.
If you missed the ride, think that there will be another opportunity and money to be made. Buy low, sell high and use any rally to take profits, then wait for any market correction before going back in...... such should always be the motto......it took me years to follow this mantra to the letter as I now see the benefit of its wisdom and it becomes self-gratifying, I might add.
I hope and pray that you are doing fine on your new undertaking. Again, while I am constantly praying for you and your siblings daily specifically when I attend the early morning masses on Wednesdays and Fridays each week and I offer to light two candles at the altar of Our Mother of Perpetual Help; our Lord Jesus will be more pleased when you yourself give thanks to Him by not missing each Sunday mass.
Again, may our Lord Almighty bestow on you all the graces for good health, peace, and guidance that you need each waking day of your life. Love and prayers, MOM"
Friday, August 28, 2009
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
Bonjour, madame et monsieur.
Uhmm.....uhm....uhm...
Moi, je suis le petit-fils de mes grands-parents, Tess et Roland.
Bienvenue, Oscar!
Congratulations, Roland and Tess!
We wish you both on having your first "apo" with Melissa and Antoine. We can identify the feelings you have for holding your own "apo," be it the first or even the last. The feeling of love for them is surreal. To see the mother in good health after going through the ordeal of delivery becomes more self-gratifying. We thank Our Lord for the joy of parenting while we see the offshot of the next generation unfold before our eyes. We wish you the best and God bless.
Olive (and Rudy)
The following is an excerpt message of a proud grandmother to her friends:
We welcomed our new grandson on his birthday last August 10th at George Washington University Hospital in DC. What a lovely little creature of God to behold! He is so adorable, and so good, so cute, who have shared the pain of his mom on his delivery, Meliss had to push hard and with the help of forceps the little tiny one came out successfully but with such a serene lovely face. I cried when I was holding him in my arms, he is so tiny, 6 3/4 lbs and already experienced pain. How true that Heaven is in our hand when we hold a new born babe.
I can't but think of our Lord who became so small like one of us so He could be loved. He also shared in our suffering from his birth till his death on the cross. But in the book I read that JOY is SORROW unmasked as I witnessed in the JOY after a painful delivery of my daughter. I had experienced the same pain with Meliss, an incision would not work as what happened with Meliss, and so I had the C-S surgery. All the pain are forgotten once you behold the face of your baby. I think this is why this is compared with our pain on our last day, that when it is over, we behold the Face of God, how beautiful it is to think of our birth to Heaven this way.
(The above email was sent by Tess Macasieb to her friends on the birth of her first grandson)
Thursday, August 13, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Aurora, March 26, 2009A
Thursday, March 26, 2009
Letters to the Editor - Midland Courier
baguiomidlandcourier@yahoo.comThe Midland Courier has always been a newspaper of choice growing up in Baguio. We still read the Midland Courier on line since it’s inception during the mid 2007. Thank you for allowing us to partake in reading about Baguio activities through your newspaper.We want to extend our heartfelt thank you to Atty. Pablito Sanidad in mentioning The LAMBINO’s in his March 22, 2009 Overview. My late father, Ananias would have been very proud to know that he was included in the tailoring shops of choice in the 1950s.On behalf of my siblings, Rudy (NY), Nenita (LA) & Erlinda (LA) kudos to you and The Midland Courier staff for a job well done.AURORA LAMBINO4 River Grove Drive
Letters to the Editor - Midland Courier
baguiomidlandcourier@yahoo.comThe Midland Courier has always been a newspaper of choice growing up in Baguio. We still read the Midland Courier on line since it’s inception during the mid 2007. Thank you for allowing us to partake in reading about Baguio activities through your newspaper.We want to extend our heartfelt thank you to Atty. Pablito Sanidad in mentioning The LAMBINO’s in his March 22, 2009 Overview. My late father, Ananias would have been very proud to know that he was included in the tailoring shops of choice in the 1950s.On behalf of my siblings, Rudy (NY), Nenita (LA) & Erlinda (LA) kudos to you and The Midland Courier staff for a job well done.AURORA LAMBINO4 River Grove Drive
Aurora, March 26, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
OVERVIEW by Pablito Sanidad - Midland Courier
NEWS **City ***RegionGraduates and students down Baguio’s memory laneIt will soon be graduation time. It is not easy to predict the future for graduates. That is especially true in these troubled times. If it can be a precedent, let us looking back, however, at the example of the graduates and students half a century ago.In 1951, about a couple of hundred students graduated from the Baguio Colleges (it is now called the University of the Cordilleras). Compared to the hundreds that Baguio law schools now produce annually. There were only six law graduates then. Among them were: Onofre Alabanza, Federico Cabato, Guillermo de Guzman, and Tomas Macaranas. Federico Cabato was the president of the Baguio Colleges Barrister’s Club. He became a judge, inspiring two of his children to follow suit decades later. Tomas Macaranas would also join the judiciary. “Memoy” De Guzman became a leading law practitioner. Onofre Alabanza would be the Register of Deeds. Law students in 1951 were: Alfredo Lamen, Pedro Claravall, Guillermo Bandonil Sr., Luis Hora, Vicente Crisologo, Ben Rillera, Carlos Bareng, Romeo Florendo, Protacio Tangalin, Federico Mandapat, Filomeno Biscocho, and Paulino Orden, among others. Francisco “Ping” Paraan graduated that year with a Business Administration degree. He was the senior class president and the editor-in-chief of the Baguio Collegian. He would later become one of the best mayors the city has had.Among the Associate in Arts graduates were: Emilio Fallarme, Primitivo “Steve” Jularbal, and Teopisto Rondez. Fallarme was a member of the student council, Steve Jularbal was president of the Glee Club, and Teops Rondez was the Corps Commander of the ROTC. All three would later become practicing lawyers.Graduating with Education courses were: Damaso Bangaoet and Bartolome Lamug. Both would be among the much beloved educators Baguio produced. The student council was headed by Fred Lamen, with Florence Clapp as his vice president. Fred, like his classmate Luis Hora, would represent the Mountain Province in Congress. Among the members of the student council were: Geronimo “Gerry” Evangelista, Jose “Joe” Florendo, Gaudencio “G-bert” Floresca, and Benjamin Rillera. All would become permanent fixtures of Baguio media in later years. And why not? Their adviser at the Baguio Collegian was the one and only Cecile Afable; while that of the Gold Ore was Sinai Hamada. The ladies men (ehem), Ping Paraan and Teops Rondez, will tell you that the campus beauties of their time were Emma Pangilinan and Elizabeth Saxton who were Corps sponsors, and Virginia Rudquist, Ping’s classmate. Students of law were guided by faculty members that included: Gene de Guia (mayor & vice mayor of Baguio), Sixto Domondon (city fiscal and later Court of Appeals Justice), Felix Claustro (would become Law Dean of St. Louis University), Luis Lardizabal (who would become city mayor), Francisco Reyes and R. Resurreccion (Baguio’s leading law practitioners), Sinai Hamada (first Ibaloi lawyer and prizewinning journalist) and my late father Pablo Sanidad (who would become congressman of Ilocos Sur). Other colleges would have the likes of Leonora San Agustin, Libertad Quetulio, Dativa Roque, Dr. Ernesto Abellera, Aurea Lopez, Luz Yandoc, Fr. A. Van Oberbeke (who would later be Rector of SLU) and many others.Those were the days when the hangouts on Session Road were the Star Café (it is now on the wrong side of the street), and the now gone Dainty, Session Café, and SkyView; and the long forgotten Utopia, La Casita, Paquitas, Rendezvous Café, and Hole-in-the-Wall.Shopping was at Assandas, Bheromulls, Bombay, Pohumuls, Valirams, Tiong-San, and even Bob’s Dry Goods. Souvenirs and postcards were at the Old Stone Market, Munsayac’s, Mondiguings’s, or Contemprate’s. Sporting goods were at Youngsters of Dr. Cheng, or the Fil-Indian. Shoes you could get ready-made at Gregg’s, made to order at JoeMac, and repaired at Benguet Shoe. School supplies were at Cid or Pang-Hoi. Haircut at Koken’s. The ladies had their hair done at the shop of Nana Nonay, the mom of Justice Ayson.Long before the Panagbenga, the Baguio flower was everlasting. Aside from brooms, tourists would buy garlands of everlasting to prove they came to Baguio. Foodstuffs were at the City Bakery, U-Need, D&S Fine Foods, Baguio Superette or Sunshine. Medicine you got at the Botica Cabrera of Doc Abellera. Plaza Radio sold 78’ and 45’ music records.Tailors were Limpin’s, Lambino’s, Bronx, Narverg’s, and Espina’s. Graduation pictures were taken by Espinosa, Pines, La Suerte, or Mountain Studios. You could eat at Mido, Rice Bowl, Plaza Lunch, Manila Café, Taimong, or at the Bontoc Café. Students dated at the Pines, Session, Plaza theaters, and occasionally at the John Hay Base theater. Only the brave would go a-courting at Maryknoll, Holy Family, or St. Theresa’s. The rich “bad boys” were at the Baguio Military Institute. The foreigners were at Brent. Differences among high school students were settled with fisticuffs at Mount Mary.There were no extrajudicial executions or enforced disappearances. Thieves in government did not run away with millions or billions. Soldiers and policemen were honorable and generally trusted.Camp John Hay was under the Americans. Those with gate passes could eat American ice cream at 19th Tee. Baguio locals developed a taste for “stateside” drinks at Half Way House and Main Club. Of course, the standup liquor stores at Abanao offered a cheaper alternative. Aside from Pines Hotel, the Casa Vallejo was still considered fashionable. The rich went to the Baguio Country Club. Local tourists preferred Patria or the Baden Powell Hall. The only home shop was Pineda Furniture, across the street from Ong King, where you got car parts. VW Beetles began to appear on Baguio roads. There were no planter’s boxes in the middle of Session Road. Buses were Dangwa or BAL (Benguet Auto Line). “Garage” cars brought you to the railroad station in Damortis.Sundays were spent boating, biking or riding for-hire Vespa or Lambretta scooters at Burnham Park. GROs were called “hostesses.” They were at the Homestead, TipTop, Vista, and Tropical.Students bet against each other in bowling games at the Olympian and Strike & Spare Lanes. Comic books were for hire at Dicang’s or Zarate’s. Crystal Cave was cleaner. The more adventurous went to Mummy Cave, and outings were at the Asin Hot Springs. Baguio was then a small, cozy, friendly, and homey place. Everybody knew almost everyone else. It was “easy” for determined graduates to make a mark. The graduates of today find an over-crowded Baguio that seem much larger, less friendly, less disciplined, and more complicated. That perhaps is where the challenge is.
Posted by aurora at 9:03 AM
Labels: Mar 22/09, Overview - Baguio Midland Courier
OVERVIEW by Pablito Sanidad - Midland Courier
NEWS **City ***RegionGraduates and students down Baguio’s memory laneIt will soon be graduation time. It is not easy to predict the future for graduates. That is especially true in these troubled times. If it can be a precedent, let us looking back, however, at the example of the graduates and students half a century ago.In 1951, about a couple of hundred students graduated from the Baguio Colleges (it is now called the University of the Cordilleras). Compared to the hundreds that Baguio law schools now produce annually. There were only six law graduates then. Among them were: Onofre Alabanza, Federico Cabato, Guillermo de Guzman, and Tomas Macaranas. Federico Cabato was the president of the Baguio Colleges Barrister’s Club. He became a judge, inspiring two of his children to follow suit decades later. Tomas Macaranas would also join the judiciary. “Memoy” De Guzman became a leading law practitioner. Onofre Alabanza would be the Register of Deeds. Law students in 1951 were: Alfredo Lamen, Pedro Claravall, Guillermo Bandonil Sr., Luis Hora, Vicente Crisologo, Ben Rillera, Carlos Bareng, Romeo Florendo, Protacio Tangalin, Federico Mandapat, Filomeno Biscocho, and Paulino Orden, among others. Francisco “Ping” Paraan graduated that year with a Business Administration degree. He was the senior class president and the editor-in-chief of the Baguio Collegian. He would later become one of the best mayors the city has had.Among the Associate in Arts graduates were: Emilio Fallarme, Primitivo “Steve” Jularbal, and Teopisto Rondez. Fallarme was a member of the student council, Steve Jularbal was president of the Glee Club, and Teops Rondez was the Corps Commander of the ROTC. All three would later become practicing lawyers.Graduating with Education courses were: Damaso Bangaoet and Bartolome Lamug. Both would be among the much beloved educators Baguio produced. The student council was headed by Fred Lamen, with Florence Clapp as his vice president. Fred, like his classmate Luis Hora, would represent the Mountain Province in Congress. Among the members of the student council were: Geronimo “Gerry” Evangelista, Jose “Joe” Florendo, Gaudencio “G-bert” Floresca, and Benjamin Rillera. All would become permanent fixtures of Baguio media in later years. And why not? Their adviser at the Baguio Collegian was the one and only Cecile Afable; while that of the Gold Ore was Sinai Hamada. The ladies men (ehem), Ping Paraan and Teops Rondez, will tell you that the campus beauties of their time were Emma Pangilinan and Elizabeth Saxton who were Corps sponsors, and Virginia Rudquist, Ping’s classmate. Students of law were guided by faculty members that included: Gene de Guia (mayor & vice mayor of Baguio), Sixto Domondon (city fiscal and later Court of Appeals Justice), Felix Claustro (would become Law Dean of St. Louis University), Luis Lardizabal (who would become city mayor), Francisco Reyes and R. Resurreccion (Baguio’s leading law practitioners), Sinai Hamada (first Ibaloi lawyer and prizewinning journalist) and my late father Pablo Sanidad (who would become congressman of Ilocos Sur). Other colleges would have the likes of Leonora San Agustin, Libertad Quetulio, Dativa Roque, Dr. Ernesto Abellera, Aurea Lopez, Luz Yandoc, Fr. A. Van Oberbeke (who would later be Rector of SLU) and many others.Those were the days when the hangouts on Session Road were the Star Café (it is now on the wrong side of the street), and the now gone Dainty, Session Café, and SkyView; and the long forgotten Utopia, La Casita, Paquitas, Rendezvous Café, and Hole-in-the-Wall.Shopping was at Assandas, Bheromulls, Bombay, Pohumuls, Valirams, Tiong-San, and even Bob’s Dry Goods. Souvenirs and postcards were at the Old Stone Market, Munsayac’s, Mondiguings’s, or Contemprate’s. Sporting goods were at Youngsters of Dr. Cheng, or the Fil-Indian. Shoes you could get ready-made at Gregg’s, made to order at JoeMac, and repaired at Benguet Shoe. School supplies were at Cid or Pang-Hoi. Haircut at Koken’s. The ladies had their hair done at the shop of Nana Nonay, the mom of Justice Ayson.Long before the Panagbenga, the Baguio flower was everlasting. Aside from brooms, tourists would buy garlands of everlasting to prove they came to Baguio. Foodstuffs were at the City Bakery, U-Need, D&S Fine Foods, Baguio Superette or Sunshine. Medicine you got at the Botica Cabrera of Doc Abellera. Plaza Radio sold 78’ and 45’ music records.Tailors were Limpin’s, Lambino’s, Bronx, Narverg’s, and Espina’s. Graduation pictures were taken by Espinosa, Pines, La Suerte, or Mountain Studios. You could eat at Mido, Rice Bowl, Plaza Lunch, Manila Café, Taimong, or at the Bontoc Café. Students dated at the Pines, Session, Plaza theaters, and occasionally at the John Hay Base theater. Only the brave would go a-courting at Maryknoll, Holy Family, or St. Theresa’s. The rich “bad boys” were at the Baguio Military Institute. The foreigners were at Brent. Differences among high school students were settled with fisticuffs at Mount Mary.There were no extrajudicial executions or enforced disappearances. Thieves in government did not run away with millions or billions. Soldiers and policemen were honorable and generally trusted.Camp John Hay was under the Americans. Those with gate passes could eat American ice cream at 19th Tee. Baguio locals developed a taste for “stateside” drinks at Half Way House and Main Club. Of course, the standup liquor stores at Abanao offered a cheaper alternative. Aside from Pines Hotel, the Casa Vallejo was still considered fashionable. The rich went to the Baguio Country Club. Local tourists preferred Patria or the Baden Powell Hall. The only home shop was Pineda Furniture, across the street from Ong King, where you got car parts. VW Beetles began to appear on Baguio roads. There were no planter’s boxes in the middle of Session Road. Buses were Dangwa or BAL (Benguet Auto Line). “Garage” cars brought you to the railroad station in Damortis.Sundays were spent boating, biking or riding for-hire Vespa or Lambretta scooters at Burnham Park. GROs were called “hostesses.” They were at the Homestead, TipTop, Vista, and Tropical.Students bet against each other in bowling games at the Olympian and Strike & Spare Lanes. Comic books were for hire at Dicang’s or Zarate’s. Crystal Cave was cleaner. The more adventurous went to Mummy Cave, and outings were at the Asin Hot Springs. Baguio was then a small, cozy, friendly, and homey place. Everybody knew almost everyone else. It was “easy” for determined graduates to make a mark. The graduates of today find an over-crowded Baguio that seem much larger, less friendly, less disciplined, and more complicated. That perhaps is where the challenge is.
Posted by aurora at 9:03 AM
Labels: Mar 22/09, Overview - Baguio Midland Courier
Aurora, March 21, 2009
Saturday, March 21, 2009
1st collection- Lambino Clan
Your note to JPLambino has reached us here in Toronto and has since been forwarded to both the EAST and WEST Coast to as far as New Zealand and London. I had adopted ADRIAN LAMBINO (JP's dad) as I am sure, he has also adopted me as a long lost cousin, in 1983. We have since been so well connected to Adrian's family including his in-laws and have watched JP growing up, moving away and eventually having his own family. I consider myself lucky, when Adrian found us. He typifies a "GOOD" cousin in my books (Adrian... brace yourself.. baka matapilok ka diyan ! ) and quick to laughter, as well.Anyway, my name is AURORA and I am located in Toronto. My grands are from LUCAO, Dagupan. My father migrated to Baguio & married another migrant from Ilocos Sur. Bore & raised 4 children, making us the "Igorot Lambinos". All are now in North America, brother in NY, 2 sisters in LA and myself in Toronto. My LAKI and BAI had a big family of 9. I am sure we have a good representation from each of the 9 branches who are here in North America, most of whom are in the West Coast.There was a time in our lives that we thought, our family was uniquely small, as we did not know anyone else with the same last name. My father mentioned a Dr. Lambino, who had treated me when I was only 3 years old & because he saved my life, I always remembered Dr Lambino from Magaldan. With a stroke of luck, eventually met Father Lambino (a Jesuit Priest from Ateneo), while I was attending UP Diliman. I later learned that he was the son of Dr Lambino of Magaldan.Since the onset of the world wide web, I discovered that there are lots of Lambinos all over the world. Last year, I even found a baseball player in Tokyo, whose last name is Lambino, but he is as pure "white" as can be (no hint of the malay race !!!), My father during the last few years of his life (in remembering his childhood), had spun this story, that our great great grandfather (stories passed on from generation to generation) was an Italian sea farer and member of the ship's crew (yung mga tik tik kalawang diyan). Their ship got stranded along the shores of Lingayen or Bolinao (undeveloped during the time). Made his way to civilization and set his ROOTs in Pangasinan. This story was told to me by my father, when his mind had started to deteriorate. However, if these stories were true (let's just play along), there will come a time when a LAMBINO will settle back in Italy and making our great great grandfather happy that he has completed his voyage and has returned home.
Posted by aurora at 3:51 PM 0 comments
1st collection- Lambino Clan
Your note to JPLambino has reached us here in Toronto and has since been forwarded to both the EAST and WEST Coast to as far as New Zealand and London. I had adopted ADRIAN LAMBINO (JP's dad) as I am sure, he has also adopted me as a long lost cousin, in 1983. We have since been so well connected to Adrian's family including his in-laws and have watched JP growing up, moving away and eventually having his own family. I consider myself lucky, when Adrian found us. He typifies a "GOOD" cousin in my books (Adrian... brace yourself.. baka matapilok ka diyan ! ) and quick to laughter, as well.Anyway, my name is AURORA and I am located in Toronto. My grands are from LUCAO, Dagupan. My father migrated to Baguio & married another migrant from Ilocos Sur. Bore & raised 4 children, making us the "Igorot Lambinos". All are now in North America, brother in NY, 2 sisters in LA and myself in Toronto. My LAKI and BAI had a big family of 9. I am sure we have a good representation from each of the 9 branches who are here in North America, most of whom are in the West Coast.There was a time in our lives that we thought, our family was uniquely small, as we did not know anyone else with the same last name. My father mentioned a Dr. Lambino, who had treated me when I was only 3 years old & because he saved my life, I always remembered Dr Lambino from Magaldan. With a stroke of luck, eventually met Father Lambino (a Jesuit Priest from Ateneo), while I was attending UP Diliman. I later learned that he was the son of Dr Lambino of Magaldan.Since the onset of the world wide web, I discovered that there are lots of Lambinos all over the world. Last year, I even found a baseball player in Tokyo, whose last name is Lambino, but he is as pure "white" as can be (no hint of the malay race !!!), My father during the last few years of his life (in remembering his childhood), had spun this story, that our great great grandfather (stories passed on from generation to generation) was an Italian sea farer and member of the ship's crew (yung mga tik tik kalawang diyan). Their ship got stranded along the shores of Lingayen or Bolinao (undeveloped during the time). Made his way to civilization and set his ROOTs in Pangasinan. This story was told to me by my father, when his mind had started to deteriorate. However, if these stories were true (let's just play along), there will come a time when a LAMBINO will settle back in Italy and making our great great grandfather happy that he has completed his voyage and has returned home.
Posted by aurora at 3:51 PM 0 comments
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Brothers Four Reunion
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"Thanks for playing the game, this time we had three ‘mates who responded. One is a lad from Canada: a Blue Jays diehard fan, hums Celine Dion's Immortality even in his deep, deep slumber, and brave enough to sputter French like oui's,(sure it is not IOU?), bienvenue's and merci "buko's". Kaya pala umaapos ang Niagara iso iti pagdigdigusan na quen paglidlidlidden na. (David my better half, has figured out that there are more Ilocano words that are longer, than Thai words).
Two, is our long-lost Ludy B-A, (O Ludy Where Have You Been All these Years?) who is too young to remember the song ( I used to hear it every other minute on WPGC, Prince George’s County) , thinks Emil A. is in Canada (No Ludy, he is very much a Bay Area person, still flying with United for a good number of years now, but his sister(s) live in Canada). Did you know that Ludy is a cousin to our dear late classmate Dom F., and also to Philip L. (His sister Lewing gave me his tel. no. so get in touch with me if you wish to call Philip). Ludy mentioned Colas D. He was our classmate from Grade 1 at Lucban, through 4th year at CT High. Anyone who knows Colas, kindly send the message that we wish to get in touch with him. You got the Rev. Franklin right!! Who, by the way, according to Arthur, gives a sermon that is incredibly good to listen to and reaches the depth of your soul.
And Three, a brilliant conclusion: Brewster, Lucas and festive gave it away, as with Joe and Frank."
Two, is our long-lost Ludy B-A, (O Ludy Where Have You Been All these Years?) who is too young to remember the song ( I used to hear it every other minute on WPGC, Prince George’s County) , thinks Emil A. is in Canada (No Ludy, he is very much a Bay Area person, still flying with United for a good number of years now, but his sister(s) live in Canada). Did you know that Ludy is a cousin to our dear late classmate Dom F., and also to Philip L. (His sister Lewing gave me his tel. no. so get in touch with me if you wish to call Philip). Ludy mentioned Colas D. He was our classmate from Grade 1 at Lucban, through 4th year at CT High. Anyone who knows Colas, kindly send the message that we wish to get in touch with him. You got the Rev. Franklin right!! Who, by the way, according to Arthur, gives a sermon that is incredibly good to listen to and reaches the depth of your soul.
And Three, a brilliant conclusion: Brewster, Lucas and festive gave it away, as with Joe and Frank."
Name the Classmates Contest
Note: The contest clues were retrieved from the BCHS61 blog and re-printed for your leisure reading.
"The Four Brothers: name them all! Photo will be supplied upon receipt of entries for this contest.
Clue 1: In the Sixties, there was a hugely popular hit song, Don't pull your love out on me, baby and the rest goes: If you do, then I think that maybe I'll just lay me down, cry for a hundred years… There were four singers in this group, named Hamilton, Joe, Frank and Reynolds. In the Two Thousands, on June 14th, 2009 to be exact, four brothers got together, after an absence of oh so many long uncounted years . They had a superb lunch of steak, chicken, at iba pa, accompanied by several bottles of wine. The clue here is that two of the brothers, their names are within the group who sang the above song. (Ang layo naman!!)
Clue 2: The third brother, joyous and exhilarated in joining the brothers from waaaay back, was on a visit to the wilderness and forest camp called Canada. His deep desire to see these chaps made him trade his beads for a sturdy buneng he christened Excalibur and slush his way in his Marcelo rubber boots through the deep mulch, mud, runo and marapait of the Canadian rain forest, through streams loaded with juju, trout, Rosemarie and bears, climbing rocky and slim trails along precarious cliffs, smiling away at the Gendarmerie Royale at the border, til he finally sighted a town called Brewster, across into New York state. At last, strengthened of limb through his perilous journey, he put his duffel bag and backpack and palayok down, had a manicure (not a haircut) at Koken's to remove the grime from his fingers, put his crown on, and was greeted warmly by his brothers. And big abrazos about as though they were the Knights of the Round Table and greeting their King.
Clue 3: The host of this aforesaid lunch and his bride were fully occupied with making balsig the talaksan, for the wood-fed stove. Their grandson Lucas, chased the cow and chickens and led them to slaughter in preparation for the meal. The lambanog cellar inventory was reduced considerably for these guests. The tomatoes in their Brewster home garden were ripe enough to mix with vinegar and seasonings to ensure that the bottle of ketchup was filled. Alas, all these careful and labor-intensive preparations were almost for naught, since a tin of Ligo sardines bought from Magsaysay Avenue was requested by one of the brothers. However with the cooking aromas this brother was persuaded to partake of the menu du jour. Hint: the host’s name was a popular menswear sartorial name along Session Road. Another hint: the name sounds very close to the alcoholic drink mentioned in this para.
After rounds of swapping stories, including some Obama tales from the host's wife (Clue Number 4!: her name rhymes with "festive"), it was time to call it an afternoon. It was truly worthwhile, to get through the Canadian thickets, to join the brothers for a therapy–for- the- soul session and senses, and to hold in one’s hand a great supply of joy and goodness that can only be had with good friends. Or brothers. Specially if there are four of them.
Send in your responses met a !! Soon!! "
"The Four Brothers: name them all! Photo will be supplied upon receipt of entries for this contest.
Clue 1: In the Sixties, there was a hugely popular hit song, Don't pull your love out on me, baby and the rest goes: If you do, then I think that maybe I'll just lay me down, cry for a hundred years… There were four singers in this group, named Hamilton, Joe, Frank and Reynolds. In the Two Thousands, on June 14th, 2009 to be exact, four brothers got together, after an absence of oh so many long uncounted years . They had a superb lunch of steak, chicken, at iba pa, accompanied by several bottles of wine. The clue here is that two of the brothers, their names are within the group who sang the above song. (Ang layo naman!!)
Clue 2: The third brother, joyous and exhilarated in joining the brothers from waaaay back, was on a visit to the wilderness and forest camp called Canada. His deep desire to see these chaps made him trade his beads for a sturdy buneng he christened Excalibur and slush his way in his Marcelo rubber boots through the deep mulch, mud, runo and marapait of the Canadian rain forest, through streams loaded with juju, trout, Rosemarie and bears, climbing rocky and slim trails along precarious cliffs, smiling away at the Gendarmerie Royale at the border, til he finally sighted a town called Brewster, across into New York state. At last, strengthened of limb through his perilous journey, he put his duffel bag and backpack and palayok down, had a manicure (not a haircut) at Koken's to remove the grime from his fingers, put his crown on, and was greeted warmly by his brothers. And big abrazos about as though they were the Knights of the Round Table and greeting their King.
Clue 3: The host of this aforesaid lunch and his bride were fully occupied with making balsig the talaksan, for the wood-fed stove. Their grandson Lucas, chased the cow and chickens and led them to slaughter in preparation for the meal. The lambanog cellar inventory was reduced considerably for these guests. The tomatoes in their Brewster home garden were ripe enough to mix with vinegar and seasonings to ensure that the bottle of ketchup was filled. Alas, all these careful and labor-intensive preparations were almost for naught, since a tin of Ligo sardines bought from Magsaysay Avenue was requested by one of the brothers. However with the cooking aromas this brother was persuaded to partake of the menu du jour. Hint: the host’s name was a popular menswear sartorial name along Session Road. Another hint: the name sounds very close to the alcoholic drink mentioned in this para.
After rounds of swapping stories, including some Obama tales from the host's wife (Clue Number 4!: her name rhymes with "festive"), it was time to call it an afternoon. It was truly worthwhile, to get through the Canadian thickets, to join the brothers for a therapy–for- the- soul session and senses, and to hold in one’s hand a great supply of joy and goodness that can only be had with good friends. Or brothers. Specially if there are four of them.
Send in your responses met a !! Soon!! "
Memorable May
Note: The photo was retrieved from our high school blog to preserve the reunion picture for posterity.
"This may be the most important mini reunion of Class 61 for 2009! Its success hopefully will lead to some other mini reunions soon. This is a study of three members of the 61 family, played over a 25-year stretch. Joe steals the scene: see how fit and happy he is, classic PMA look. Perhaps - is it because of a loving wife Myrna who is a nurse: it is said (someone said it anyway in Speech 101 at Diliman) that “nurses make the best wives”! Agpayso daytoy, Joe? We praise to the skies that at least one member of the family has taken to saving souls (I would stand corrected if there are others that we don’t yet know about). Brother Frank has devoted his career to spreading the good gospel.
(Photo, from left: Joe, Rudy, Frank. Maysa pay coma, ni Arthur ngem awan, on holiday in Canada. At the New York Lambino residence).
And Rudy, he is a super host in our landscape of the 61 network. As in 2004, he and Olive also jumped into their van to collect me at my cousin’s at the Bronx, and on to LaGuardia Airport to pick up Ludy B-A, and we got so tangled up and mis-communicated looking for her, it took about four rounds before we found a hungry and low-blood-sugar Ludy waiting at the United cargo office. Pasahero siya, hindi ba? Anyway, all anxious for lunch and sweating, we had a very nice pasta repast, at one of their favorite restaurants, exchanged a lot of news over these long years and vowed we’d get together soon. (I digress: one of our favorite Mediterranean restaurants in Seattle is called “Olive You” – Rudy, please pass this on to Olive and hope she catches the drift !!)
Here is Rudy’s account:
After responding to a missed call in my Blackberry, it turned out to be Myrna Andaya. Without hesitation, I hopped into my van and drove to Kew Gardens in Queens, NY to meet the couple I have not seen for over 25 years. The last time I saw Joe and Myrna in this area was in 1984, when they were touring the US on their way home to the Philippines.
My first inclination was to invite them over for dinner and talk about our classmates - some fortunate and others their misfortune.
Before I proceed, Joe accepted to lead us to the 2011 Grand Reunion in Baguio. He is more than happy to Evelyn's taking the lead role in organizing and delegating the sub-committees.
Pastor Frank's whereabouts came out of our conversation - which I noted lives a couple of miles where Joe and Myrna are staying. As soon as I got home that night, I got the contact information by phone and email to Joe and Franklin. I believe, they were able to "hook" up that same night or the following day. That same day, they decided to make that 1-hour trip to my place. I'm honored with their decision to see me. I had my wife, Olivia, prepare some Ilocano "pacbet" and "mongo" soup. We didn't have enough "mongo" so she had to use whatever beans are available in the cupboard. Joe was clamoring for a can of "Ligo"sardines which I don't store; but he found a can of flat Norwegian sardines, which he said will do. This is simple living for me - they did not give me a chance to prepare for this honorable visit.
Unfortunately, my wife was not around to roll the welcome mat to my visiting high school classmates. She was with my grandkids who were attending Chinese classes.
We were not able to contact (by phone) Arthur, who is currently vacationing in Toronto, Canada.
I'm fortunate to have two (I should say, three which includes Myrna) Christian loving people bless the food that we partook. I seldom have company who speak freely about the Christian-way of life. In that short span of time, they have pointed Bible passages which I had to digress in the past and now starting to understand. This was indeed a memorable Christian day for me.
Praise the Lord for getting us together this memorable day - May 30, 2009."
My first inclination was to invite them over for dinner and talk about our classmates - some fortunate and others their misfortune.
Before I proceed, Joe accepted to lead us to the 2011 Grand Reunion in Baguio. He is more than happy to Evelyn's taking the lead role in organizing and delegating the sub-committees.
Pastor Frank's whereabouts came out of our conversation - which I noted lives a couple of miles where Joe and Myrna are staying. As soon as I got home that night, I got the contact information by phone and email to Joe and Franklin. I believe, they were able to "hook" up that same night or the following day. That same day, they decided to make that 1-hour trip to my place. I'm honored with their decision to see me. I had my wife, Olivia, prepare some Ilocano "pacbet" and "mongo" soup. We didn't have enough "mongo" so she had to use whatever beans are available in the cupboard. Joe was clamoring for a can of "Ligo"sardines which I don't store; but he found a can of flat Norwegian sardines, which he said will do. This is simple living for me - they did not give me a chance to prepare for this honorable visit.
Unfortunately, my wife was not around to roll the welcome mat to my visiting high school classmates. She was with my grandkids who were attending Chinese classes.
We were not able to contact (by phone) Arthur, who is currently vacationing in Toronto, Canada.
I'm fortunate to have two (I should say, three which includes Myrna) Christian loving people bless the food that we partook. I seldom have company who speak freely about the Christian-way of life. In that short span of time, they have pointed Bible passages which I had to digress in the past and now starting to understand. This was indeed a memorable Christian day for me.
Praise the Lord for getting us together this memorable day - May 30, 2009."
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