By Rex Catubig ViICTORIO Edades, the illustrious son of Dagupan, is without a doubt, the primus inter pares among the city’s brightest sons. But his memory precariously dangles on the corroding recall of people in the city he lived in, and in the fading fragile minds of his diminishing…
By Rex Catubig POPPING up like a repressed traumatic memory, amid the heartbreaking stories in the wake of Typhoon Odette some years back, is the brave birth of a baby on a sidewalk lashed by rampaging wind and rain. It harks back to similar stories, in different locales, but under…
Christmas it’s not
By Rex Catubig NOTE: The yearly Christmas lighting of the Quintos bridge has always bedazzled the holiday crowd. Yet just as fascinating are the stories behind the dazzle of Quintos and the other bridges in the city as well. Hopefully, the bridge lights shall cast some brilliance on these…
The Silew-silew
By Rex Catubig TAKING a chance has always been an inherent urge. The risk and challenge induce and pump up an adrenaline rush. And foremost among the age-old stimulants, and possibly the most seductive in this regard, is gambling. Gambling or games akin, provided the primeval perk in our…
Game of Chance
By Rex Catubig SOMETIME ago, Jessica Soho’s magazine show lovingly recounted the reunion after seven decades, of a simple house help and her American ward. The story harkened back to the magical times my cousins and I spent with our housemaid. More than the cleaning, cooking, and washing of…
The untold story
By Rex Catubig I always fell asleep on my way to Dagupan during my semester break from college. Despite being cramped elbow to elbow on the wooden bench seat of the Pantranco bus, the wind surge from the open sides, the drone of the engine, and the rocking motion…
When it is smoky November in your soul
By Rex Catubig WE are witnessing how, in record time and biblical proportion, dikes and rivers overflowed, copious rains fell within a short period, and lo and behold, the country drowned in flood water and unending hearings. Yet these occurrences could not have been generated by ignominious corruption alone…
Flood, Frankly (2nd of two parts)
By Rex Catubig WHEN the anomalous flood control projects exploded a Pandora’s box of associative demons—SOP, payola, insertions, twenty-five percent, proponent, and other euphemistic turns of phrase, one exacerbating factor got somewhat overshadowed. Yet, it is a key player in all this. Beyond the dikes, the embankments, rip rap…
Flood, frankly
By Rex Catubig NOWADAYS, when Puto (local rice muffin, not the gay Mexican variant) is mentioned, it comes with the descriptive prefix Calasiao. Just like the fish Bangus, which is irrevocably identified with Dagupan, Puto and the township of Calasiao are mentioned in the same breath and have become…
Puto challenge
By Rex Catubig (in observance of the National Elderly Filipino Week: Embracing Age–Living a life with Dignity and Purpose) It is said that the last sense to go as one approaches the final round is the sense of hearing. While the body may have given up the fight, it…




