MIT ChE Class 1966

MIT ChE Class 1966

The year 2016 makes the 50th anniversary of our class. From this inauspicious beginnings we rose as one group of individuals in our chosen profession in the mother country and our beloved USA. We became a part of a huge extended family, no matter the miles that separate us, yet find unity in a common experience and purpose.. Forever classmates...AMOR PATRIAE

Monday, March 19, 2018






This is my High School group pictures: Founding of our beloved University of the Philippines IN 1908
The University of the Philippines was established in 1908 as the American University of the Philippines by an act of the First Philippine Legislature Act No. 1870, otherwise known as the University Charter, specified the function of the University, which is to provide advanced instruction in literature, philosophy, the sciences, and arts, and to give professional and technical training.UP Prep was a unique high school created in 1954, when the UP Board of Regents authorized then UP President Vidal Tan to open a first class high school in Manila. The school’s high standard curriculum was designed for secondary school graduates with the aptitudes and intellectual talents for university level education. The faculty was carefully selected for these advanced subjects. Only by passing a battery of rigorous examinations could a student get in, and once accepted, he or she had to hurdle to pass each of the four tough years of the highest standard of education ever given to high school students in the Philippines before one could graduate. In 1973, after graduating 20 classes — comprised altogether of 1500 graduates — UP Prep was merged with UP High School to later become what is now known as UP Integrated High School.


For me,  U.P. Prep High, was another passage to adulthood. I was exposed early to student politics and activism, when a strike by college seniors closed classes in 1957 and sent us home for a week during my yearling year. I was puzzled why the strike, but it was a transition of presidency of the University, and there was no sitting president. 

Later, I learned more about classmates from the best among the best, chosen from different walks of life. You apply yourself to a diverse bunch of kids, invariably they were not from the same parish, like back in the elementary. My little world  expanded by the distant location (two jeepney rides) of Padre Faura. Fascination in the field of Sciences and Mathematics from Liberal mentors instead of  Religion gave me a glimpse of my future career. Disallowed text by the catholic church, accessed freely in High School, and devoured voraciously, led to the knowledge of my heritage, and our true history. My sensibility changed and it became more acute in the unequal treatment of less influential classmates by superiors. 





RIZAL HALL: My High School: UP Prep was a unique high school created in 1954, when the UP Board of Regents authorized then UP President Vidal Tan to open a first class high school in Manila. The school’s high standard curriculum was designed for secondary school graduates with the aptitudes and intellectual talents for university level education. The faculty was carefully selected for these advanced subjects. Only by passing a battery of rigorous examinations could a student get in, and once accepted, he or she had to hurdle to pass each of the four tough years of the highest standard of education ever given to high school students in the Philippines before one could graduate. In 1973, after graduating 20 classes — comprised altogether of 1500 graduates — UP Prep was merged with UP High School to later become what is now known as UP Integrated High School.


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Our UP Diliman Campus early 1960

In 1939, the Board of Regents acquired a 493-hectare land in the Diliman District of the newly established Quezon City. Construction began on the area on the same year. The development of the area was then stalled by World War II, with invading Japanese troops occupying some of the buildings built. By 1942, the university was forced to close down some of its colleges, with only the Colleges of Medicine, Engineering, and Pharmacy maintaining their operations.

When the war ended in 1945, the buildings intended to be the homes of the College of Law and the College of Liberal Arts were left with extensive damages. The university administration led by UP President Bienvenido Gonzales sought a grant worth P13 million from the US-Philippines War Damage Commission to restore the damaged facilities and to construct new ones so that the transfer of the university from Manila to Diliman could be pushed through. Through a symbolic ceremony of transferring the Oblation from Manila to Diliman, the whole university's administration was relocated to the new campus. New buildings were constructed in response to the creation of more academic degrees.

Organization of the newly established institutes and the reformulation of programs followed with the establishment of programs such as the General Education Program, a delegated roster of core courses required to be taken by all students at the undergraduate level. Under the presidency of UP President Vicente Sinco, a University College was made to address the need of a much-organized college structure. The College of Arts and Sciences was created to offer major subjects in the natural sciences, social sciences and humanities.
Thank you Cap and Helen for hosting our little mini once again.  Thank you for the sumptuous meal, the take home goodies and excellent company. Thank you Alex and Marissa for the wonderful gifts, excellent company and the delightful music.  Marissa, our twins were especially enamoured with your piano renditions. We missed you Augie and Violet.  Hope nothing serious caused you not to show up. We really had a most enjoyable evening. Salamat RC & Dudi



A poignant oblation photo. My interpretation of my last look and parting with "UPPHS". "Paalam" Prep High.
My political ideology agrees with the student activism during the Marcos administration. This is one reason why I left the Philippines, long before Martial Law. UP Diliman became the bastion of activism in the 1960s and 1970s, with various tumultuous events eventually contributing to the declaration of Martial Law in 1972. In this period, UP Diliman became a center of dissent towards the Marcos' administration. The year 1971 marked an important event in the Philippine history when the entire Diliman campus was declared the Diliman Commune, and became free from government control. Students and faculty members took over the campus in response to increasing military presence and the increase of oil prices. The students established full control of the campus for a month, barricading the streets with chairs and tables.

A Country, A Race, A Nation 

Hosts to heroes long since departed, 

Mark the revolutions. 

The governments, who left dry tokens 

Of their sojourn here 

On the pearl of the Orient Seas, 

Any broad alarm of the hastening doom 

Is lost in the gloom of crimes against its people. 



But today, the Country cries out to us, clearly, forcefully, 

Come, you may stand upon my 

Back and face your distant destiny, 

But seek no haven in my shadow. 

I will give you no retiring place down here. 

You, created only a little lower than 

The guardians, have crouched too long in 

The bruising darkness, 




Have lain too long, Face down in feudal ignorance. 

Your minds spelling rancor 

Armed for slaughter. 

The country cries out today, you may stand by me, 

But don't hide behind false constitution. 

Across the hall of nations, 

A poor people cries for justice, 

Come rest here by my side.................ASC 


Reaching my destination to San Francisco, my dreams of more liberation of ideology and thoughts were fulfilled. But we wanted more, to see life without violence, unlike the country I left. We wanted media that contained truth. Some of us risked our lives to find out what the government was doing and let the underground press know. We wanted to talk about things in print that we were not allowed to discuss in our culture of origin. We wanted to live without stupid, arbitrary rules, either for ourselves or for our children. Some of our children, as adults today, say they wish we had been more protective of them, or offered more structure.It was a moment in history when a mushroom explosion of consciousness began altering the life force. Through that explosion, we broke down the prison walls of "intellect as the ultimate". We focused on the heart, and by doing so, reopened our cookie jar of possibilities·politically, socially, sexually and spiritually. The effects of that explosion have permeated our culture. We, as a generation, have a responsibility to see that the 60's are remembered in the context in which they unfolded."





Sept. 1966: The Brothers Alpha Phi Omega (APO) Fraternity of the Delta Chapter Philippines circa 1966, from L# 1 Renato Perez, L #2 Virgilio Macalinao, L#3 - kneeling, Alex , 4-kneeling, Warlito Boquiren ChE66, L#5 Johnny Lee, ?,L#7 Roberto Sobrepena, L#8 hidden halfway Camilo Assuncion Standing on the far left Derige (the brother of Rosalina Corbet, Mario Templado, Rolly Calumpong, Joe Calvo, Cesar Frias, Jojie Catibog, ?, Advisor Prof. Sevilla and daughter, Bonni Tong, Alex Tiquia, Jonah Molina. More than 350,000 members have joined Alpha Phi Omega National Service Fraternity since it's founding, at 366 college campuses here in the US alone, not counting other countries. Our mission is to prepare campus and community leaders through service. Our purpose is to develop leadership, to promote friendship and to provide service to humanity....... ASC



45 years later, Feb 19, 2011: After the years of absence from the Alpha Phi Omega fraternity, I rejoined the fold and found the warmth of friendship. Getting reacquainted with old friends and meeting new brothers. I am in my advance years, but my youth came back amongst the Brods, which is invigorating. I am very much in good company when I say ahh youth, as the older Brods Tito Cerdan at age 84 can still hang around with us, Rey Cacabelos, and Cesar Frias, who are from earlier batches, can feel the same thing in their hearts, as emotions betray them.
Rejoiced, as it was a sweet reunion too, of my long lost best buddy Brod Cesar who was also a neighbor a classmate at MIT a twin brother in our escapades on dates and trips to Tanay. We have not seen each other for 45 years. We just have to makeup for the lost years, ie. the same with Brods Rey Cacabelos, Fortune Cumigad, Jonah Molina.
We give our sincere appreciation to the family of Brod Jonah and Rose for the warm, kind accommodations and specially to Marjoe and Jo Ann for the warm beds rendered. The food was excellent.
You guys missed the "alimango" when Mel Gonzales of ETA chapter came in after lunch.
I hope to see you again in the near future, as the warm and cordial mood pervading the celebrants and guests was uplifting to the spirit. The only thing I wish, was to remember all the names of the Brods present during the gathering like Jojo Lobusta, Jun Malan, Tony Santilan, Larry of Gamma, Oliver our youngest, Trigo from Dist7, Betcha Dist4, (Caltrans designation for areas in California of which I was in HQ Sacramento and Dist. 4 San Francisco during the 60’s /my youth) Reigel my neighbor from the Bay Area, Ferdie who was an inspirational MC, Joel Pablo, who was kind enough to share his prize, Oca Atienza a long lost acquaintance from my MIT years. Forgive my senior mind in the advent of forgetfulness, if I was not able to mention the rest of the Brods.
To those who did not make it, it was a fine dignified affair at the Hilton, that continued on toward the wee hours of the AM at Brod Jonah’s place to the consternation of the neighbors. I think some of the Brods continued their celebration outside, and got shooed away by some friendly but sleepy neighbors. With all the talk, laughter, and joyous celebration, I can not wait for the next one. Till we meet again….ASC













Looking up Powell St. from Market St. The canteen at Woolworth on your right, served me well at lunch. During my job search, the hills of San Francisco was a hindrance. I think my overdeveloped legs were the outcome of the constant walking in SF. The Filipino community has grown remarkably since World War II and has spread to all areas of the city, especially the South of Market area. The affluent Castro district (technically Eureka Valley near Twin Peaks) has attracted gays and lesbians from throughout the country, becoming perhaps the most famous gay neighbourhood in the world. Its streets are adorned with elegantly restored Victorian homes and landmarks highlighting significant dates in the struggle for gay rights. It is said that no local politician can win an election without the gay community's vote.
Dropping down California St. Fabled hills, were the scourge of the handicap, nowhere in any city but San Francisco, where wheel chairs are absent...my own observation. I remember there were so many people coming in for the Peace March, we wondered around listening to the sounds of the bands warming up at the Union Square. The guitars faded in and out like the morning fog that drifted in and out on the breeze off the bay. Again, there was the thick smell of incense and marijuana, but there was something else in the atmosphere as well: the air was glowing electric with excitement and anticipation. Everyone felt that we were about to be part of something really big.


The girls of St. Theresa, the innocence of the young ladies above, untouched by the sixties youth revolution remained in my mind. Why someday, one of them will be my partner in life.




So much legend has been woven around the Sixties that it is very hard to see them for what they were, especially the ideas that sparked the Youth Revolution. It was a time when it was really something to be young.' I should mention that many of us whose youth had been pinched by post-war austerity did our best to have another one by joining the party.Sex, drugs and rock & roll are the staple ingredients of the legendary Permissive Society
"That sense of freedom had a place and I don't think you can blame the Sixties for what we are like nowadays. "I think that is an excuse for the way things are now and you can't make excuses."Some things may have got out of hand, but it was a time when people became more liberated."It is not true to say it was a time of hedonism. It is excessive to say that."We were obvioulsy involved in photography and we had some innovative people working for us and we had ideas. The Sixties had a lot to offer."



RIP NICK PELAEZ MY DEAR FRIEND



University of the Philippines Prep Class'61....sitting from left Doddie, M.D.,PhD, Nilda, Assoc.Principal Scientist

standing...Babes, Paul,ret.

Don't know if you remember me. Nilda 

Fulgencio. I enjoy reading your e-mails and I

couldn't help but feel the longing you feel for

our country while singning the song. You see I

have not gone home since 1972. Anyway, I

have suddenly been reading more about you 

from the MIT CHECHEM website and this.

Keep communicating and regards to you and

the family







Nilds.

RENE HERBOSA

Trivia: The places to go to for lunch were:

1. Cherry Pink on Taft Ave.

    Patronized  mainly by girls. Sosyal.

2. Green Valley, adjacent to Rizal Hall.

    Only Prep boys go there...to eat and smoke.

    For P.40, you get rice, beef steak. For p .10 more, you get Coke.

3. Rizal Hall canteen. Pag-aari nina Auring, George, and siblings.

    Helper,s name: Agustin. Nakaaway yata ni RC.

    Here you have choices of rice meals, palabok, sandwiches.

4. Justice Canteen. Behind the Dept. of Foreign Affairs.

    This is the place where you want to be seen dining. Minimum cost of lunch

    is P.60. The place is really for DOJ  officials and justices; patrons smoke blue 

    seal  Chesterfields or Salems. It's best to be there on a Monday, when your

    allowance for the week is still intact.



After lunch, you can buy santol or hilaw na mangga con bagoong  at the driveway entrance to Rizal Hall. That's where I first saw Nora Borja, then third year, and crush ng bayan.  The late Eulogio Tablante, Babe Acevedo's brother in law( elder brother ni Eva) was the James Dean of UP Prep. The Fourth year gangs were Cronvar and Dixie; Noel Alejo, Oyen Alejo, Rudy Gumba, Jun Gregorio, Rene Santiago+, Nides Belgado, Cesar Ledda, Taddy Palma, Silvino Guzman, and Ed Coronel were Cronvar. Jojo Binay, Angel Reano, Vic Guiang, Rey Aguilar, and others whose names I can't recall at the moment were Dixie.



RIP NESTOR RIVADELO




CARMELO MADRID


Carmelo is not a relative, not even a distant one, although he shares my Madrid relatives' wry sense of humor. To wit: While walking down Escolta Carmelo blurted that the man we just passed by was a hypocrite. When I asked how he knew. He said the man snarled when he tried to "hipo" his car! Also, he figured the man walking ahead of us at Padre Faura was
good at short hand. Kasi daw maigsi yong kanang kamay!I am sure the Korean Airline crew he fies with are getting a dose of the Madrid humor!

Summer is a slow period for getting piano gigs, like once a month instead of the every other weekend during the fall and winter. My latest was at a cocktail hosted by the president of a local bank at his Chapaqua mansion, two blocks away from the Clintons. My eyes bulged when they showed me the piano - it was an 1890 Bosendorfer! Maski Chopstick maganda ang tunog sa Bosendorfer. 

Am sure you are enjoying retirement, like most of our batchmates who opted for the same thing!

Doddie



Hi Pol,

Basta salamat sa mga San Pedro, kasama na si Honorio at Edgar. Saw Q's email sa UP APO loop namin... bilin sa aming kabatch Cesar "Karias" Frias (also here in Ontario), alagaan daw ako dahil 5 na ang SLN sa aming batch. Namely: (1) Jay Pecache (2) Jose Sason (3) Dr. Joel Ganaban (4) Rellie Cifra (5) Boni Tamayo.



Ooops!... ayoko pang maging # 6. Ok lang ang #17 dahil 17 kami sa batch namin, hehehe Alam mo bang kabatch ko sina Pong Villareal, Q Pastrana, Deo Reyes, Honorio San Pedro, Cesar Pascual, Boy TanGatue, Joe Espiritu; Angie Tonson, Cesar Frias, Vivo Vidal, Emac Macapagal.



Our Frat had a Memorial Day for our departed brods last August 9, 2008, Sat, UP Chapel, 10am. In-charge sina Jojo Binay at Tom Banguis.

81 na pala ang nauna since 1951, kasama ang ating Prep teacher na si Guillermo Lazaro (founding member). Marami sa mga nauna na ay kilala mo, Pol.



Doddie Bautista

Gerry Bautista

Manny Bustamante

Vic Calulut

Nanding Casanova

Rellie Cifra

Manny (Duck) Clamor

Boy Dalao

Walter del Rosario - Prepian

Bobby Galias - our GC when I joined APO

Dr. Joel Ganaban

Elpi Pada

Ed Pastoral

Florendo Rabago - UP Faculty

Guillermo Lazaro - UP Faculty

Ben Roa - Prepian (elder brother ni Boots ) (husband ni Nora Borja - Prepian)

Jose Sason - Prepian
Jay Pecache - Prepian
Omar Sayoc
Dr. Art Taca
Boni Tamayo
Tristan Villareal - husband of Marlene Clemente ( Marlene, also a Prepian, sister of our Prep teacher Ms. Clemente)
Ernie Vizconde - younger brother ni Its

Dear Ping,
16 sa listahan mo ang kakilala ko. I didn't realize na si Relly ""Ciper" Cifra at si Walter del Rosario ay sumakabilang buhay na. I used to play chess with Relly sa Vinzons...lagi siyang panalo. Art Taca was easygoing, anak ng Director ng Manila Zoo. Dodie was black belter sa Judo; worked at United Labs. That's how we met again after college. I was with Richardson-Merrell. Di ba sina Yani at Jun Veron Cruz and kabatch mo sana...pero nagpa-defer ka dahil inatake ka ng asthma during a session?
Alam mo, nasaang landas kaya ang Pilipinas ngayon kung sina Jesus Lava ay nabigyan ng pagkakataong mamuno? Nasilip mo ba kung ano ang kasulatan na lumabas sa makinilya? 1959...aba may muwang na tayo noon. Naituro na ni Mrs. Rosario Cortes sa atin ang kasaysayan ng Pilipinas noon. Isa si M'am sa mga naunang gumamit ng mga kasulatan ni Dr. Agoncillo sa pagtuturo ng Kasaysayan.
Ping, di ko na alam contactin si Ed Labadia. Kay Maggie ko tanungin? Baka magalit si Higgy.
O, ingat. 40 pounds ang limit mo kargahin? Pag nagka-apo ka, kaya mo pang kargahin. Bilis , Tres Marias.
Always,
Pol&M



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Finally, it was time for us to depart. Tight handshakes and hugs were exchanged. Brother Oca couldn’t help getting misty eyed, he has to wear his Ray Bans to hide it. Sadness and happiness both can be seen on each other’s faces as we bade goodbye to the brothers at Jonah’s place. I can’t forget the tight hug that Brother Tito made – reluctantly letting you go, his eyes reddened with tears. Thanks so much to Brother Jojo Lobusta for teaching Brother Tito the “APO whistle”. It was fun watching Brother Tito sound that whistle with a nod and a wink! I miss you all my dear brothers. Brothers Cesar Frias, Alex Custodio, and Oliver Vergara, I am really honored to meet you all and I hope to see you again and let the experience remind you of what we are. It was one of the most memorable event and I felt sorry for all who missed it. Manang Linda, Brother Norie’s wife said: “This is the most alive and joyous Valentine Party that they had attended.” Lastly let us remind ourselves what brother Cesar Frias stressed in his word of wisdom – “Let unity be the main reason to keep the fraternity alive!”









RIP Dr. Imelda Ocampo Andres

The eagle at the left has the likeness of a Phoenix. The phoenix has long been presented as a symbol of rebirth, immortality, and renewal.  From the ashes, we were born during those extraordinary times, in the crucible of World War II, then in later years, the most changes and perhaps the last of the innocent generation. The years from 1943 to 1945 are considered to be the silent  (war babies) generation, between the so called hero and the baby boomer generations.  The war years, reflected my perception of this period that significantly impacted everybody. If not for the war and the turn of events, maybe we would not be even here. In truth, it is our trademark as war babies. How we and our parents survived the trials and tribulations of that era maybe a feat worthy to be written in the book of adventures.


OUR BAY AREA CONTINGENT

My uncle Melchor Martinez Capili (UP Prep High School '61 / BSEE, UP College of Engineering '67) passed away in San Francisco days ago. 

His high school friends include Renato Constantino Jr (cc: Marika B. Constantino) and Eddie Manalac. Kindly ask your friends to pray for the eternal repose of his soul.

SAN FRANCISCO BAY AREA UNIVERSITY OF THE PHILIPPINES PREP 61

 Destination San Francisco. "If you're going to San Francisco, be sure to wear some flowers in your hair...If you're going to San Francisco, Summertime will be a love-in there" We first arrived in San Francisco in the late 60's, enamored about the City, loved it and never left the place. I remember my first walk/day here in the US. The new country was a treat the culture did not surprise me as I was aware of the scenes from readings before, but then, mostly involved in search of a job. Funny, when we look back, we think, we squandered the times of our life when our hormones were in tune with our desires. I was single then, going to school in San Francisco and also at the California State University in Sacramento, during those days really experienced the happening, although a little bit subdued due to work in the day time. That song forever imprinted in my mind "San Francisco" it became an instant hit  and quickly transcended its original purpose by popularizing an idealized image of San Francisco. As the memories flicker down the memory lane, I wish to live back in the sixties with the images of the hills over the bay frozen in time....





J. GUZMAN, A. CAPULONG, CAP, RC, AC







Marissa playing America the Beautiful, The Theme from the American Civil War, O'Sheanandoah, Ang Bayan Ko

As she plays these melodic patriotic songs, I begin to reminisce,  my stay at Rizal Hall. I have passed over 70 years of my life, but I still have vivid memories of the halls, and classrooms at the University of the Philippines in Manila. I can not deny my deep feeling of warmth to this great school. Among the colleges that I have attended in the Philippines and in the USA during my academic life, my particular fondness is always with the University of the Philippines.  I and like every alumni of the U. P. Preparatory High School should be so proud of this University and the rich traditions that it represents…ASC

When we were young, we were in a hurry to grow up
The future a dream and now the reality
These were icons of our mind as kids
Now we know and we have learned

Tomorrow, the tomorrow is uncertain
With unknown script
You don't know how
Life can bring it
Because everything is passing
And what will happen tomorrow
Nobody knows.

Now that our wish came true
To become adults, our life is complete
Time is not enough for our dreams anymore

Our childhood is gone…
The Captain's Table, opposite us Judith and Wayne my warm immediate friends


At Prep High, Charmaine is our school song, and it begins like this… I wonder if you will remember? Prep High, Prep High



I wonder if you will remember? 
        Prep High, Prep High. 
I wonder when Prep High is calling, 
        Will you come back again?

I wonder if you'll keep on striving 
        For the welfare of our land? 
I hope you will keep e'er alight 
        The bright flames 
        Of leadership learned at Prep High

You'll go away graduation day 
        We know you have to go 
        'Mid tears and cheers we'll let you go 
        Prep High must let you go.

When old leaves turn to new 
        Prep High will call on you.



RIP AMADO SANTOS

Tito Paul,

this is what I sent to the group the other day with the details of the services and locations.

This is his son Fred.  On behalf of my mom Aida and our family we are deeply saddened and devastated by the passing of my father.  I have just opened up his email to read to my mom all of your kind thoughts and prayers for our family.  We are trying to be strong but it is so difficult as we love him so much.  I wanted to write back to you all to give you the details of the services which we just finalized today.  I texted the information to Doel but noticed that the location of the services may not have been noted.  The details are below. Please share with everyone.   Feel free to call any of us if you have any questions.


Amado Punzalang is the virtuoso on the piano. He resides in New Jersey. He plays sa simbahan.  Paul Montalban and Vivian are musicians as well.  Did you know that Paolo Montalban (Cinderella actor, partner of Brandy) is the son of Paul?  A handful of our 61 classmates live in the West Coast as listed:  Jose Guzman, Honorio San Pedro, Erlinda Ramos, Victoria Tolentino, Jose Buenaventura, Amado Santos, Ernesto Tan Gatue, Edgardo Silverio, Milagros Suva, Lilac Umali, Evelyn Fontanilla, Sister Elsa Sevilla, Josefino Quiambao, Dolores Vergara, Melchor Capili, Augusto Capulong etc.  Carol Corpus, Paul M., Amado Punzalang, Nilda Fulgencio reside in the East Coast.  Vilma Bala, Ping Fargas, Macrina de Leon etc. nasa Toronto. naman.  Nelia Gonzales nasa Richmond, BC, Canada naman. George Olivar passed away three months ago.  Jose Sason & Jose Pecache passed on too.....a few years back


Dear Amado,

Since you are the piano virtuoso among the classmates, here is a collection of concert grands including the Bosendorfer that you admire and wish to play. Take care and Click below......











Our Field trips to Bagiuo: The University of the Philippines made this field trips available to the student body under the supervision of Mr. Rubio. I remember our trips to Bagiuo and Bicol by train. The later, I was not able to avail. students start the term with a trip to various High Schools, either to a resort, an American base, or towns in Luzon. School life is also enriched by additional field trips to such places important to the nation’s infrastructure, like dams, markets, military base and institutions like PMA.  BURNHAM PARK Bagiuo below photos

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Burnham Park, where we rented roller skates, and then, shared one of these tricycles with an upper class junior. I held both her hands, no names please, a boyish romantic encounter. Surely an unforgettable Chance Encounter for a boy of 13,  as she shifted towards me. We cuddled and continued to ride in the cool afternoon fog.

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1st row: Manuel Edralin,Wilfredo de Leon,Cynthia Cuevas,Eldora Bella,Nilda Fulgencio, Araceli Cruz (?),Lourdes Gacad,Rosalita Vizconde,Melanie Villanueva,Lilia Laqui,Frine Bautista, Rosalinda Roa Edgardo Cruz
2nd row: Roma Clemente,Roberto San Juan, Oscar Recto, Milagros Suva, Lilac Umali, Elizabeth Stuart, Melind Caparas, Erlinda Ramos, Lourdes Balderrama,Bilma Bala,Roberto Roa,Romeo Fojas
3rd row:Romeo Miclat,Paul Montalban,Virgilio Vergara,Jose Acevedo,Jose Fargas,Amado Santos,Philip Kastner,Jesus Ching, Melchor Capili, Pascual Veron Cruz, Eduardo Maglaque and Rodnel Javier





1960: I became aware of my heritage in my junior year at UP Prep and began preparation for my appointment as a cadet of the PMA at Fort Del Pilar. This was a period in my teen years that I remember fondly, memories in my High School, of the hectic days, dashing thru the corridors catching my schedule of classes at Rizal Hall. I recall my bag loaded with books, eager, wide eyed, and quick to learn the tenets of math, the arts and sciences. I remember past friends and stormy situations that most teenagers weathered through. As in life surviving the unspoken pecking order among bigger classmates and the so called in crowd was the rule. That lone wolf streak that kept me apart, which peers seemed to see as a weakness was a measure of heritage that set me off from the current teenage precepts of the day. Later, when of age and after further studies, having ever spurred curiosity, whetted my appetite for a life of adventure, of soldiering and foreign lands. 








IN THIS PHOTO ALONE ALMOST ONE THIRD  (TEN)  DEPARTED TO ANOTHER DIMENSION BEGINNING WITH MISS GALANG, NICK PELAEZ, JOSE QUIAMBAO..MELCHOR CAPILI..MAMERTO MADELA...NESTOR RIVADELO...EVANGELINE GABRIEL...
MANUEL EDRALIN....CARLOS GARCIA...ERNESTO VILLAREAL





Hello Cap and Helen, Alex and Marissa,


Maraming salamat! Kahit aanim lang tayo, (Si Augie and Violet missing-in-action and much missed) masaya at busog na busog kami sa

ating salu-salo. Pati ang mga anak namin, sina Karmina at Noel, walang katapusang rave sa ginisang munggo ni Helen at yung broiled

catfish niya (to die for talaga ang sarap!!!).



Thanks Alex for the many tips o various matters and MARISSA! for the beautiful music. Ang galing-galing mo palang mag-piano. And Helen, your shopping tips are invaluable. I will really take you up on your offer na sa next

tagpuan natin, e, sa city na tayo magkita. PERO, kailangan pagdating ninyo sa Pilipinas, (sa Marso, alam ko,nandito kayo) bigyan naman ninyo kami ng isang araw para kami naman ang mag-host ng mini sa inyo.
Pasusundo namin kayo sa Morong. Ayan, wala na kayong excuse. Let us know when you are back in the Pilipinas Islands so we can schedule it.
 Again, our thanks to all of you. Helen, mamaya ko na ipadadala ko yung galing kay Karmina. Mag lalast day labas muna kami nila RC, Noel
and Karmina. Of course, kaladkad namin ang mga bata.

Dudi and RC






Billets were in a gymnasium with rows of cots and mosquito nets. I do not know where the girls were, but the energy was ever flowing from the boys…as shoes were flying everywhere in the dark, landing safely at the mosquito nets. Above Pictures of the boys in a later field trip  (1960) to Bagiuo and Pampanga High School



The University of the Philippines made this field trips available to the student body under the supervision of Mr. Rubio. I remember our trips to Bagiuo and Bicol by train. The later, I was not able to avail. students start the term with a trip to various High Schools, either to a resort, an American base, or towns in Luzon. School life is also enriched by additional field trips to such places important to the nation’s infrastructure, like dams, markets, military base and institutions like PMA.  
Baguio

Baguio Market









photo   

















Ah me! the fIfty years since last we met
Seem to me fifty folios bound and set
By Time, the great transcriber, on his shelves,
Wherein are written the histories of ourselves.
What tragedies, what comedies, are there;
What joy and grief, what rapture and despair!
What chronicles of triumph and defeat,
Of struggle, and temptation, and retreat!
What records of regrets, and doubts, and fears
What pages blotted, blistered by our tears!
What lovely landscapes on the margin shine,
What sweet, angelic faces, what divine
And holy images of love and trust,
Undimmed by age, unsoiled by damp or dust!
Philippine Military Academy park, Baguio, Philippines 

Philippine Military Academy park, Baguio, Philippines
 


image Pamintuan House at Angeles Pampanga. My Church in the town of my birth:Tanay, Built in 1778, the church was named after the Archbishop Ildefonso of Toledo, Spain, who was consecrated during the year 657 AD.





  



  


  


  




 ROAD TO BAGIUO ABOVE, THE KENNON ZIGZAG ROAD




























































  






















The next morning we had tamales for breakfast hosted by Mrs. Roa who incidentally cut her finger preparing the tamales. Then lechon for lunch and a series of songs from Mrs. Pangilinan, in appreciation for hosting us, the location this time is hazy.The next billet is at Urdaneta High School below. The same as the last night, boys will be boys as  Mr. Toralba and Lazaro kept the peace.


Burnham Park above, where we rented roller skates, and then, shared one of these tricycles with a junior, held both her hands, no names please, a boyish romantic encounter. Surely an unforgettable Chance Encounter for a boy of 13,  as she shifted towards me. We cuddled and continued to ride in the cool afternoon fog.
Ambuklao Dam, newly constructed then, Photo of Bay Area Prep 61 and songs of 1957
 photo

Market place, Baguio, Pines Hotel where we

 stayed for two nights



View of the Bagiuo Cathedral from my hotel room located adjacent to Pines Hotel.


Just want to share this photo with you classmates. Sent this photo to RC,

Its, Vads and Augie earlier. Sent also a copy to Tom Banguis, Jr. ...he 



Left to right:

Augie Capulong - bass; Tom Banguis, Jr. - drums; cousin of Tom - lead 

Tito Sotto . .. those were the days.......








2002 Somewhere in the Pacific Atoll of Kwajalein. Of the 29 atolls, 27 are accessible by small plane (Air Marshall Islands). Majuro and Kwajalein atolls, the two population centres are serviced by both Air Marshall Islands and Continental Air Micronesia Jet Aircraft. Kwajalein Atoll is in the heart of the Marshall Islands. It lies in the Ralik Chain, 2,100 nmi (2,400 mi; 3,900 km) southwest of Honolulu, Hawaii at 8°43′N 167°44′E. Kwajalein is the world's largest coral atoll and comprises 93 islands and islets, it has a land area of 1,560 acres (6.33 km²),[1]:12 and surrounds one of the largest lagoons in the world, measuring 324 mi² (839 km²) in size.

The two most significant land masses are Kwajalein Island in the south, and the linked islands of Roi-Namur in the north. By the start of World War II, the Marshalls (South Pacific Mandate) were already an integral part of the Japanese perimeter of defense. Its facilities were being utilized as outlying bases for submarines and surface warships, as well as for air staging for future advances being planned against Ellice, the Fiji Islands, and Samoa.

The Battle of Kwajalein was fought as part of the Pacific campaign of World War II. It took place from 31 January-3 February 1944, on Kwajalein Atoll in the Marshall Islands. Employing the hard-learned lessons of the battle of Tarawa, the United States launched a successful twin assault on the main islands of Kwajalein in the south and Roi-Namur in the north. The Japanese defenders put up stiff resistance, although outnumbered and under-prepared. The determined defense of Roi-Namur left only 51 survivors of an original garrison of 3,500.

For the US, the battle represented both the next step in its island-hopping march to Japan and a significant moral victory because it was the first time the Americans had penetrated the "outer ring" of the Japanese Pacific sphere. For the Japanese, the battle represented the failure of the beach-line defense. Japanese defenses became prepared in depth, and the battles of Peleliu, Guam, and the Marianas proved far more costly to the US.

God bless my alumni association
In this our chosen Nation,
Let it blossom forth in harmony and peace;
From east to west establish the brotherhood and friendship,
That all strife and loneliness may cease.

In the busy offices and streets of cities,
In the mountains and quiet fields of farms,
Raise each other's mind to greater vision,
Shield my classmates' life from that which harms.

We give thanks for precious friends and alliance;
Help us cherish them as we should;
May we give ourselves in service to each other
for your praise and other's good.......ASC




RIP CLASSMATES


I shall not see the shadows,
I shall not feel the rain;
I shall not hear the nightingale
Sing on, as if in pain:
And dreaming through the twilight
That doth not rise nor set,
Haply I may remember,
And haply may forget.
  1. Arlene  Aquino
  2. Evangeline Gabriel
  3. Purita Resurreccion
  4. Alipio Baluyot
  5. George Olivar
  6. Emanuel Manalac
  7. Mamerto Madella 
  8. Nicolas Pelaez
  9. Jose Sason
  10. Jose S.  Pecache
  11. Oscar Recto
  12. Amado Santos
  13. Carlos Garcia
  14. Ernesto Villareal
  15. Manuel Edralin
  16. Melchor Capili
  17. Nestor Rivadelo
  18. Dr. Imelda Andres
  19. Nilda Fulgencio
  20. Rodnel Javier
  21. Josefino Quiambao





I WAS READING SOME OLD 61 EMAILS AND CAME ACROSS THE NICKNAMES. I WOULD SAY IT WAS HILARIOUS TO READ THIS AND HOW CLASSMATES REMEMBER EACH AND EVERY ONE. YOU WERE VERY KIND, SOME NAMES ARE X-RATED AS I RECALL, BUT  YOU DID A GOOD JOB RECALLING THE SANITIZED MONICKER.
ASC



 After 38 years, not an easy task. Kaya pala si Kardinal ang na-assign na mag-recall: mahirap na medyo delikado pa.Mahirap dahil hindi ako saksi sa lahat ng pangyayari sa lahat ng sections. Delikado dahil baka may sugat namanariwa. Pero katuwaan lang ito. Sana lahat matuwa at walang mapikon--afterall trabaho lang ito at " recaller" lang ako hindi "namer" o "baptizer".

Bato-bato sa langit, ang matamaan mag-email agad.


> 1.Jose Acevedo. Babe, Baba, Ali Baba.

> 2.Godofredo Alaras. Godofredo.

> 3.Corazon Amante. Cora. Pipit( from Joey)

> 4.Andrew Ang.Ang. Undress Ang( from Oca V.)

> 5.Arlene Aquino+. Arlene, Stitch, Stitch.


> 6.Vilma Bala. Vilma. Bambi.

> 7.Lourdes Balderrama. Dudi......(aka. ..Balde shortened version of Balderama)

> 8.Alipio Baluyut+. Alip.

> 9.Frine Bautista. Frine.

> 10.Eldora Bella. Dhoree.


> 11.Jose Buenaventura. Joey. Yat.

> 12.Melinda Caparas. Melinda. It.

> 13.Melchor Capili. Melchor. Cap. Ohab( from Ping)

> 14.Augusto Capulong. Augie.

> 15.Nemesio Ceralde. Jr. Boy. Boyd. Tenggoy Jr.


> 16.Jesus Ching. Ching...(aka Foo Man Ching)

> 17.Renato Constantino, Jr. RC. Yat. One Beer Kid. Wangbu.

> 18.Carol Corpus. Carol.Carole.

> 19.Cynthia Cuevas. Cynthia. Cindy.

> 20.Rogelio Cuevas. Cuevas. Roger.


>21.Alexander Custodio. Alex. Todio. Custodio.... General Tojo (mannerismm of bowing)

> 22.Manuel Edralin. Manny. Edra. Antok.
> 23.Jose Fargas. Ping.
> 24.Evangeline Farolan. Eva.
> 25.Wilhelmina Fernandez. Mimay. Curly Bangs.
> 26.Romeo Fojas. Fojie.
> 27.Evelyn Fontanilla. Evelyn.
> 28.Nilda Fulgencio. Nilda. FT.French Twist.
> 29.Carlos Garcia. Itoy. Bukol...Elvis pompadour and then shortened, aka..Elpo Boy/Epoy.... last time I saw Epoy was at Mapua during my Junior year; he was registering for classes with his older brother.
> 30.Nelia Gonzales. Nelia. Nel.
> 31.Jose Guzman. Guzman. Joe.
> 32.Rene Herbosa. Rene. Pompoy.
> 33.Romeo Imbuido. Imbuido. Romy. Imbudo.
> 34.Marilyn Jamias. Marilyn...The Pianist
> 35.Rodnel Javier. Rodnel....McKinley Boy...aka Medyas from Lilia
> 36.Lilia Laqui. Lilia....(crush of Rodnel)
> 37.Macrina de Leon. Macrina. Macre.
> 38.Wilfrido de Leon. Willy. Daga. Tenga.
> 39.Hector Lumberio. Lumberio. Hec.
> 40.Mamerto Madella+. Madella. (Saw him last at V-Luna Hospital for our Physical for PMA;he has hypertension and skin rash;I was myopic; he got in, at second try.
> 41.Carmelo Madrid. Madrid.
> 42.Eduardo Maglaque. Ed.
> 43.Bayani Mandanas. Yani. Bondy. Bondat.
> 44.Emmanuel Manalac+. Emmy. Emong.
> 45.Eduardo Manalac. Ed. Eddie.
> 46.Manuel Medina. Medy. Manny.
> 47.Bonita de Mesa. Bonita. Bonnie.
> 48.Paul Montalban. Paul.
> 49.Leopoldo Moral, Jr. Pol. Moral.Neggy. Cardinal.
> 50.Juliana Nable. Juliana. Julie...aka Noble
> 51.Teresita Narciso. Tessie. Kumbinto.
> 52.Edgar Navarro. Ed
> 53.Imelda Ocampo. Imelda.
> 54.George Olivar, Jr. George. Diyords.
> 55.Marcelita Ordonez. Marce.
> 56.Lualhati Pablo. Lulu. Usec Pablo.
> 57.Angelita Pasamba.Angelita. Lita. Angge.
> 58.Cesar Pascual. Cesar. Sandok. Sandy.
> 59.Quintin Pastrana. Quintin. Bakya. Q.
> 60.Mildred Patino. Mildred.
> 61.Jose Pecache+. Pec. Jay...aka Pecs he likes to flex his "muscles"
> 62.Nicolas Pelaez+. Pelaez. Nic.Negro... .Nick can be persistent in his quest for a girlfriend. We once followed a certain sophomore named Kathleen.... . all the way home thru busses and jeepneys with her, and managed to egged a smile; all the while serenading her the Irish ditty Kathleen in front of passengers. 
> 63.Amado Punsalang, Jr. Amado. Dodie.
> 64.Josefino Quiambao. Quiambao. Pepe.....aka Yodel King
> 65.Barbara Ramirez. Babs.
> 66.Corazon Ramirez. Cora. Corkie.
> 67.Erlinda Ramos. Erlinda...
> 68.Helen Reantaso. Helen.

> 69.Oscar Recto+. Oca. Torecs.

> 70.Irma Remo. Irma.


> 71.Deo Reyes. Deo.

> 72.Nestor Rivadelo. Vads.Sleeping Vads.

> 73.Roberto Roa. Boots...He is in LA according to relatives I met aboard ship.

> 74.Rosalinda Roa. Rosalinda.

> 75.Romeo Salvador. Romy....aka Anita Eckberg


> 76.Alberto San Agustin. Bert.

> 77.Roberto San Juan. Johnny. Bot. San Juan.

> 78.Honorio San Pedro. Nori. Honorio.

> 79.Amado Santos, Jr. Dong. Jun.

> 80.Jose Sason. Sax. Negro. Kulot. Nonoy. Saxon. Saxophone.


> 81.Zenaida Seva. Zeny.

> 82.Ma. Lourdes Saguil. Hedy....last time I saw her was during the end of our sophomore year; Loved to dance with her slow (that is the only dance I know) even if I was only her shoulder height ...sorry Lani, that was before the prom.

> 83.Elsa Cristina Sevilla. Elsa. Sister. MS...No nonsense Elsa

> 84.Edgardo Silverio. Ed. Silver. Kabayo.

> 85.Milagros Suva. Mila. 


> 86.Arthur Tan. Atot.

> 87.Ernesto Tan-Gatue.Boy. ..Beat up Hannibal Manikan mano a mano

> 88.Victoria Tolentino. Vicky. Toyang.

> 89.Lilac Umali. Lilac.

> 90.Oscar Valenzuela. Oscar. Oca.


> 91.Dolores Vergara. Dolores. Dolly.

> 92.Virgilio Vergara. Vius. Ilyong. Ronnie.

> 93.Pascual Veron-Cruz Jr. Pascual. Kalbo. Pasky. Jun...aka Math Wiz Veron

> 94.Melanie Villanueva. Melanie. Lani.

> 95.Ernesto Villareal. Pong. Ponga.

> 96.Pablo Villavicencio. Pablo.Bing.
> 97.Rosalita Vizconde. Rosalita. Its.
> 98.Cynthia Catindig. Cynthia.
> 99.Evangeline Gabriel. Evangeline.. ...aka..Smiling Vangie..always with a smile

> 100.Lourdes Gacad. Lourdes.











View from Manila Naval Station Breakwater........A BOY’S MEMORIES OF MANILA





       








      Environs U. P. Manila campus 



      29 
      Sarmiento Bldg, Makati, where I worked at Procter & Gamble;
      ARISTOCRAT. The closest restaurant to our place at MNS. 432 San Andres St. cor. Roxas Blvd., Malate 
      1Manila, 1956 3
      Top, movie houses, City Hall,
      Right Photo Bagiuo, the terraces and the Lost highway bontoc-mainit (mountain province). A mountain trail in the Cordillera, Philippines. 
      Rizal Avenue the street was named after Rizal, it was referred to as Calle  Dulumbayan.  I watched movies at the Ideal, State, Dalisay and Avenue Theaters. Later on ... the Universal Theater  and Odeon and Galaxy. And Scala, Apollo, Alegria and Opera House.
      1. Riza Ave, Manila, Philippines postcard 1930's 




      In the twilight of age all things seem strange and phantasmal, 

        As between daylight and dark ghost-like the landscape My heart goes back to wander there, 

      And among the dreams of the days that were, 

        I find my lost youth again. 

          And the strange and beautiful song, 

          The groves are repeating it still: 

        "A boy's will is the wind's will, 

      And the thoughts of youth are long, long thoughts."

      I should not be withheld but that some day 

      into their vastness I should steal away, 

      Fearless of ever finding open land, 

      or highway where the slow wheel pours the sand...RF













        On the road of life one mile-stone more!
        In the book of life one leaf turned o'er!
        Like a red seal is the setting sun
        On the good and the evil men have done,--
             Naught can to-day restore!

        Life is real!  Life is earnest!
          And the grave is not its goal;
        Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
          Was not spoken of the soul. 

        Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
          Is our destined end or way;
        But to act, that each to-morrow
          Find us farther than to-day. 

        Art is long, and Time is fleeting,
          And our hearts, though stout and brave,
        Still, like muffled drums, are beating
          Funeral marches to the grave. 

        In the world's broad field of battle,
          In the bivouac of Life,
        Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
          Be a hero in the strife! 

        Trust no Future, howe'er pleasant!
          Let the dead Past bury its dead!
        Act,--act in the living Present!
          Heart within, and God o'erhead! 

        Lives of great men all remind us
          We can make our lives sublime,
        And, departing, leave behind us
          Footprints on the sands of time;

        Footprints, that perhaps another,
          Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
        A forlorn and shipwrecked brother,
          Seeing, shall take heart again. 

        Let us, then, be up and doing,
          With a heart for any fate;
        Still achieving, still pursuing,
          Learn to labor and to wait...

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