stories in my head, part two

Ernie’s story
Ernie de Villa has a moniker, Bahi. Bahi is a kind of wood descriptive of its solidity approximating marble. Even a coconut tree when it is 100 years old can turn into a bahi. We in Quezon call it Kamagong. The proud Mabolo tree is a good source of Kamagong.  Furniture made from Kamagong [...]

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stories in my head, part one

One distant relation told me that you’re getting old if the obituaries are filled with your friends or names of the familiar. Once his preferred page was the Sports section of a broadsheet, where victories are bannered, now he peeps first at the Obit, where defeats are confirmed (the Christians invented the afterlife), and feign [...]

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HO-HUM….!

In the 60’s, I always heard my late father litanized that life’s hard.
It’s now my turn to say that refrain over and over again. We are faced with the same ogre that never dies.
Our government is an entanglement of craft and contraption. Our nation is mired in eternal search for the ideal leader. Sir Thomas [...]

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WHAT MAC MACALINTAL WANTS TO SAY

It was the time for Malacanang to turn ballistic.
The palace however has no bulldozer to heap scorn on the holier-than-thou local press. Its stable of spokesmen looks barren of the combative type.
Mac Macalintal, the consigliere , was seconded to act as the palace Merlin.
Macalintal was right, or so it seems. His shrift on the derelict [...]

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