Dear Dad…

Posted: June 5, 2013 in My World in 4D
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williamToday marks the 22nd death anniversary of the first man I ever loved…

It seems just like yesterday daddy when you would take us to church every Sunday and afterwards when we get home, you’d line up the shoes to polish them. When you would bring Ralph to your basketball practices because you were the coach. When you would chase after mice and rats, unfortunately even while eating our meals, just to kill them. When you would bring me to my doctor who’d give me my weekly shot so I wont have an asthma attack. When you would criticize Jawo’s coaching when Ginebra lost and commend Jawo when Ginebra won a game. When you would often remind me that education was the best legacy you could ever leave us. When we would walk hand in hand from school to home after a PTA meeting. When you would tease mom ceaselessly when she got angry with you.

Sigh. I should have known something was up when you were so patient with me and mom when we went shoe shopping in Cubao. You always had a short fuse daddy especially when it came to shopping because you hate the fact that girls do not just grab whatever and go. But I thought it was because I was about to graduate and I was one of those who got the highest NCEE score. Also it was around the time that we were preparing for the golden wedding anniversary of Lolo and Lola.

When we got that call that fateful Thursday night. I did not cry at all daddy. I simply refused to believe you can just leave without letting us know. Besides you do not like us crying because you said you did not understand what we want to say as the words get muffled with our wailing. But the tears did come eventually daddy, still comes welling up when I remember you…

You were my hero, you would often be there when I needed saving. I remembered when stones were flying about because rival groups were having their usual rifts and I was trapped in our neighbor’s house. Without any qualms, you came out of our house running to get me safely home.

You were the neighbors go to guy. When there was some fist fights or rumble outside because our neighborhood was filled with ruffians, they often call on you to intervene because they trusted your judgement. There was even a time when Aling Edith’s son brandished a knife and threatened to hurt his siblings, yet you were brave enough to come in between and make sure Joemar would surrender peacefully to the police.

You were the stone faced comic. You liked to laugh, liked to make people laugh. You had a very infectious laughter. You always found something witty to say, often pilosopo, like the time when mom mistakenly asked you to throw the chamber pot instead of the pee and you went around and round the apartment trying to find a container to put the pee in. Hilarious moment daddy. Mom could just smile because she cannot get angry with you being so utterly amusing. Oh how can I ever forget? I was often the target of your fart joke when you would point at me each time you farted and accused me of being unladylike. “Anak, ganyan ba turo ng mga madre sa iyo?” (Child was that what the nuns taught you?). Yeah Mr. Fart-a-lot, who would have thought that Ralph would inherit that wonderful manners from you?

You were the strict disciplinarian. I was not spared the rod and belt when I was a child. I had my share of welts and sit in the corner moments to contemplate the error of my ways. There was one time I had to go to Fabee’s house to sew an apron for a school project and did not notice it got so late. You bit mom’s head off by allowing me to go even when it was for school. You reminded me how important it was to leave a message or a contact number so you guys wont have to worry.

You were the exemplary government employee who never sacrificed his integrity just to get promoted. You were passed up from one promotion after another yet you remained steadfast that hard work would pay off. Even when we had to tighten the budget you never wavered in your faith, never compromised.

You were the caregiver. You took care of the education of your siblings. You helped with the education of your nieces and nephews. You became the stand in father of your entire brood even when you had a family of your own to raise. You went on leave to stay with me in Infanta when I had the chicken pox. You were always there for mom. You took in two jobs just to make sure we eat regularly and not worry about the rainy days. You looked for greener pastures by applying as manager in Landbank because Ralph was about to start schooling and I about to graduate from high school. You never told us then about your heart condition. You did not want to dampen the mood because you felt this was finally the time that we would be your sole priority.

You were mom’s Halma, the yang to her yin, her eternal love, her devote bestfriend and number 1 fan.

Ahhhh, 22 years daddy, it has been two decades yet you remain sorely missed. Mom, Ralph and I love you so very, very much. ♥

us with dad

  1. Henry Huerto says:

    I have read this article so many times already and each time I do, all the more that I miss your dad.


    Sorry tio Willliam.,i saw him my be 37 years ago in Cawaynin.. We hoped they are happy together with my tio Rudy and all Huerto”s clan in heaven..SLN.I always remember my lolo”s HUERTO brods .

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