In memory of Millette Mendoza Rutledge By Rex Catubig I flew into the Bay area, three more times to visit Millette. At one time, I organized a Luau in her backyard and invited a couple of friends to fly in and join us. Each time I tried to create…
In memory of Millette Mendoza Ruthledge By Rex Catubig I was in bed watching the ABC7 6 o’clock Eyewitness News when the phone rang. I reached for the bedside phone and limply said, “Hello”. “It’s Millette!”, exclaimed the voice on the other end. It took a trillion secs before…
By Rex Catubig IT was the mid ‘70s: the height of flower power, make love not war, and the iconic peace sign. It was my first trip to good ol’ USA, it was summer, and there was much more to see and experience than the must-visit recreation parks. Luck…
By Rex Catubig HE was the antithesis of a city official during his term as Mayor. He was down to earth, loud and foul-mouthed– way before a later Mayor in the south claimed the patent for crassness and rudeness. But the redneck and hillbilly pretensions were all shock tactics…
By Rex Catubig AT the beach where a naval landing had made history, the same beach that has produced the legend of a rags-to-riches Matutina, enterprising women vendors today do not even come remotely close to the parameters of the phenomena. They have neither made history, nor become the…
By Rex Catubig I WAS fixing my bed-zombied self and arranging my nine o’clock face for the day, when my Messenger rang incessantly. It was Lenuski Peruskiini on the other side of the world, apparently taking a break from his dinner and in the process of opening a bottle…
By Rex Catubig I grew up in Calmay which was cut off from the población by the river. Our barrio had everything a village needed, but we would cross the river aboard a banca to partake of life on the other side. On Sundays, my mother and I would…
By Rex Catubig IN 1997, a neophyte in the political arena, a rookie Councilor, was appointed as the Chairperson of Dagupan City’s 50th Golden Jubilee as a charter City. Twenty years hence, as the city’s history unfolded, she had grown into the role of City Mayor concurrent with Dagupan’s…
By Rex Catubig EXPECT the unexpected and bizarre in the seniors’ Jayceeken meeting. In one of the group’s afternoon merienda meets, its safe harbor, the Luz canteen, proved true to its name as it was brightened by the luminous strain of a member’s saxophone. But in contrast to the…
By Rex Catubig THERE was a time I was remiss with my being a Cerrado Catolico Romano. Some life changing upheaval had me questioning my faith, and forsaking the obligations expected of a faithful. I stopped going to Confession which I had done regularly, even confiding once to the…
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