Elderly man driving an orange car looking confused with a dog and many confusing traffic signs outside

On Turning 70

Now that I have officially breached the gates of seventy, I’ve discovered there are actually some magnificent perks to being a septuagenarian. For starters, I just received a birthday cake from my favorite city, Taguig. And some cash to boot. They give us free entrance to the moviehouse on Tuesdays too. There is also the truly noble-intentioned “Senior Discount,” which I wield like a trump card.

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My Simple Pleasures

Life doesn’t need to be complicated to be fulfilling; it just needs a dash of adventure, a bit of competition, and a creative mind to capture it all. My playing days may be over. As my Papa used to say: I used to be an all-around athlete, but now the only athlete left in me is my athlete’s foot! But the passion for the game – and the stories behind it – will remain as strong as ever.

Recalling Those Growing Up Years

Now, I carry these memories as reminders of where I came from. And the journey I have taken. And even in my senior years now, it serves as a guide to help bring me closer to some of my unfinished dreams. The kindness of Ms Chan, the tragic death of Francis, the warm welcome I got from new friends in Tagbilaran, all these and more, have to a certain extent shaped the person I would grow up to be.

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