This one in particular was taken circa 70’s with my fathers siblings in San Juan, Siquijor. Two of the four siblings has parted in almost same circumstance … complications due to smoking and drinking.
The two ladies at the far right were my aunt and my mom, at the left were my older cousins, that little girl ‘na napitpit dyan ay ako po’ I was two years then, the other side is another cousin who owns now a technical school in Larena town also in Siquijor. The old woman was my lola, she parted when I was 10.
It’s been years that I have not seen my cousins … if only I have lottssa moolah, I’ll hold a reunion all expenses paid, lol.
Oh, another scene stealer, who can’t forget that dog, the oldest dog that has ever lived in that town, Magnon. My father really had an immersed attachment to this dog, that when we moved to Lebak and until this very day all of his dogs, one dog at a time, were all named Magnon. I even jested one time and said, ‘wala na ba juy laing ngalan sa iro?’ My father’s response was, I’m used to saying Magnon all the time, and it’s hard to change the twist of my tongue… haisst!
Anyway… One of these days… I will post photos of my birth town here… just wait! Lol.
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