Showing posts with label Esting and Linda Lolarga. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Esting and Linda Lolarga. Show all posts

Saturday, December 26, 2020

Living apart but zooming together

Screenshot by Gigi Lolarga The year 2020 taught me how to be at home in a Zoom room. So when the primary movers and shakers behind the Lolarga Virtual Reunion announced that we would attempt to lasso all the surviving first generation, second, third and fourth gens in one room, I was more than game. Spinning in my mind was the Burt Bacharach song from the '70s, "Living Together, Growing Together," from Lost Horizon as I asked, nagged, cajoled my siblings and my immediate family members in Baguio and Los Angeles to please show up. We were requested to come in our festive best. Rolly picked the color red for our outfits. Kimi and my grandchild Kai turned up in matching Mickey Mouse PJs. I was assigned to give a message to the Lolarga-Romero-Valdellon clan spread all over North America and Hawaii, and it was one of remembrance of the woman who started it all and kept the family together. Welcome to the first Lolarga reunion on Zoom. Let us honor our grand matriarch, Telesfora CariƱo Lolarga. She was Mamang to our parents, Auntie Purang to nephews and nieces, Lola Purang to the rest of us. We owe this formerly annual tradition of gathering the clan to her. The parties were first held in her home in Sampaloc, Manila. Then the venue moved to the home of her son, Uncle Esting, on Malumanay Street, Teachers’ Village. Auntie Linda and Uncle Esting hosted reunions with aplomb. Tandang-tanda ko pa! They danced the singkil complete with umbrella and clacking bamboo poles. For a child like me, nothing that the Bayanihan Dance Troupe did could equal the spectacle that I watched up close. To Lola reunions are important. They enable us to see the latest family additions. Above all, they are occasions for thanksgiving. We the grandchildren and even the great grandkids believe so, too Especially during this pandemic, we long to see one another’s face on the small screen as an assurance that we have survived. Not just survived but prevailed over whatever our circumstances are in, whatever region of the world. Thankful we are, Lola, for the great example that you set. Thankful again for this opportunity to make another set of memories, to have a load of fun. Merry Christmas, everyone!

Friday, July 5, 2013

A day late for throwback Thursday...

...but here's a good find that I thought worth posting in anticipation of the visit of my brother Junic and his Calgary-based family. They were last in the Philippines six years ago, and a lot has happened since, chief of which is our family has expanded. Then there's the graying of us, his siblings. Mom has become a brunette in her 80s. 

Photo below was taken on Christmas Day in '69 in Santa Ana, Manila, before we boarded the old Opel Rekord car that Dad drove to the annual Lolarga reunion at the home of Uncle Esting and Auntie Linda in Teachers Village, Quezon City. Yes, the theme was Hawaiian. Even my youngest sis Gigi looks cute in her mu-mu whose prints match Mom's.