The ringing of the church bells at 6:00 in the morning woke up the town, then at mid noon made them eat their lunch, and at 6:00 in the evening made them say their angelus and eat their supper. During the ‘20s and ‘30s our life was controlled by the church, from birth ‘til death. […]
1994 Memoir – 7. My Father Florencio Sibayan (Inciong)
Tatang was a very industrious and religious man. He avoided trouble and continuously had a smile on his face. He was humble, simple, and loving. I never saw him pick a quarrel with my mother or with anybody. His advice to me and my brother was to avoid trouble and to run to our house […]