Today is the eve of my father’s birthday. He could have been 91 tomorrow. In my book, he is still alive.


tatay, me part 2

PROFESSOR CARLOS LEGASPI TESORO (born in San Pedro, Laguna on January 19, 1922) gracefully passed away in 2008 at the age of 86.

He was a self-made man, an unico hijo, who grew up not from the nurturance of a parent but from the busy laps of his maternal aunts.  Her mother was a career educator who sacrificed family in favour of her career in educational institution.  His father was an itinerant gun supplier and a vagabond for a time.  As a result, my father grew up literally mending for himself, working his way to school up until he completed his college education.

To satisfy grade school requirements, he peddled peanuts.  His secondary education was spent as errand boy in the convent which later would sponsor him for priesthood. The parish priest was amazed at how easily my father could grasp language especially  Vulgate Latin, a dead language, still used…

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