Today’s my dad’s birthday. He’d have been 79 years old. I thought I’d get back to a story I left hanging a few months back. I mentioned before that we, meaning the men of the Librero family, are not particularly showy when it comes to affection towards loved ones. Me and my dad certainly were…
The prevailing wisdom amongst many for the past years has been to never talk about things like politics and religion with friends and relatives to avoid fights and arguments. It’s more important to keep up the good vibes. A friend’s post made me consciously realize that perhaps that is not necessarily the right thing do…
Maybe I’m getting old. Maybe I’m at a point where I’m more worried about my son’s future rather than my own. Whatever the reason, I’ve never been invested in elections until now. I’ve always tried to stay wherever the middle ground was at each time. Even when I didn’t like who won the presidency, I…
I was thinking about what story I could share about my dad, coming into the first anniversary of his passing. It came as I was sorting through old junk. But I need to preface that with another story. I don’t remember the exact date, but it was likely around 2001-2002. I post this awkward picture…
I tested myself late on both counts. But the glaring point holds. I admit being angry and frustrated during those first 2-3 days when I was feverish. Then I figured that since this was likely to have been omicron, I might as well get it over with now. Still… while symptoms were relatively mild, recovery…
(aka Racha of Jam-Polka) One more loss to cap off the year. We got Roxie right after I got married. The poor girl was about 10 weeks old, caged and on display in the veterinary supply store next to where I work — the last of her litter to not have a home. I had…
I’ve been slowly sorting through some of the old stuff in the house, figuring out what to keep and what to dispose of. Today, I found this in one of the boxes in the storage room. And around it is a personal story. After graduating from college, I couldn’t get a job. It was the…
Every now and then, I get asked what music my dad listened to or what his favorite song was. Even up until his wake, someone asked. Unfortunately, I have no straight answer for it. But it does make for an interesting story. His wife, Jeanette, will likely have a more definite opinion on this. But…
In a course I’m currently involved in building, Iโve posted a number of articles that provide tips on how to do a better job with presentations and speaking in public. Iโm sure you will also be able to find a lot of other resources should you look for them. But I also attempted to share…
What I saw this past week went way beyond professional courtesy. Despite my obviously skewed perspective in the matter, I can honestly that this does not happen for anybody, even among his peers. I can only imagine how farther family and friends across the globe, along with both UP Open University and UP Los Baรฑos…