A time to mourn. I arrived in Zamboanga City on a sunday morning to attend the funeral of my father's uncle who had passed away thursday night. Just last thursday noon I was in Davao City to attend the memorial service of my father's aunt. My father was sick at this time so I was sent as a representative of our family. I was picked up at the airport by my dad's cousins. I have not been here since 1990. I don't remember much of the place since my dad didn't tour me around the city when we visited in the nineties. My dad's uncle was in Manila about a year ago, and my parents brought him and his family to Pansol, Laguna for a hot spring dip. His children and grandchildren were in Manila too
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