Can I allow nostalgia to bite me viciously? I give it permission a day after Baguio Day. Cousin Allyn sends this photo from her iPhone all the way from Virginia and gets sentimental, too. Lady with a head of white is none other than our lola, Telesfora Lolarga, with my sister Evelyn who must’ve been taking a semestral break around ’74 or ’75. Allyn writes: “Ah, really nice memories of Baguio. I get quite nostalgic, too, thinking of Lola's vanity table full of lotions and powders, the pictures and novelty items on her shelves and piano, looking over her photo albums, digging up camote for our merienda, cutting a rosal or rose bloom, walking to Session Road and eating Tesoro empanada,,, so many more!” They can't take those away from us.
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Got this email from Telly Valdellon of New York City:
i sure remember lola. and i miss 16 m. roxas too, having lived there for 4 yrs. (kami ni pinky).
it is the tesoro cinamon & remember the spaghetti on a bun?
we surely all had a good time in baguio.
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