Thursday, November 14, 2019
VETERAN'S DAY 11-11-2019
Veteran's Day reminds me of my experience when Ben was in the military. He was activated to serve during the Iraq war...The Desert Storm! His Hospital Group was sent to Nellis Air force Base at Las Vegas, Nevada to get ready to support the troops in Iraq. One Sabbath afternoon in California, my family gathered together for prayer led by my Dad & Uncle, Pastor Eugene Tagunan to pray that GOD take care of Ben and the US troops who were fighting for Freedom! A day later, Ben called me the good news, President Bush ended the war and that he was coming home soon! What a great joy and relief for me, our children and family! Yes, I firmly believe that God intervened & listened to our prayers! God Bless my beloved “adopted” Country USA!
A few years later, Ben was diagnosed with esophageal cancer. He left his Anesthesia practice after undergoing total esophagectomy & partial gastrectomy. The same prayer group including Ben’s dad prayed for a complete recovery! After four years of intensive rehabilitation without radiation & chemotherapy, he was completely cured and came back to work! Again, PRAYERS were answered! It was a miracle of healing! We give GLORY to The Great Physician & Healer above!
Today, I join all Americans in honoring the Patriots and their families who sacrificed and serve their beloved Country! “GOD BLESS THE USA!” πΊπΈπΊπΈπΊπΈπΉππ»ππ»ππ»πΊ
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Monday, August 1, 2011
Roda Family Reunion 2011
My Personal Account of my trip to the 3rd Roda Reunion
by Elma Lou Roda
Hello to all,
I need to make some corrections and add info on my write-up, a copy of which was sent to everybody (thanks to some of you who have sent me some feedbacks). Before I do that, may I explain myself.
Please note that the title or subject of my write-up says "My Personal Account of my trip to the 3rd Roda Reunion" - so that's what my write-up contained: "my personal" experiences, observations, feelings, even included my car breakdown even though it was not related to the reunion, but was part of "my trip" (as the title alludes to), also some about my children, etc. Being a very personal write-up, Cheryl and I decided not to include it in the Roda Family Newsletter.
My write-up should not be considered as an official report of the 3rd Roda reunion. I encourage some of you to do your own write-ups, and perhaps someone can write an official report for the records. In my write-up, I cannot include what others did that I didn't know about or what I did not see, and in which I was not involved. I have no notes - I relied only on my memory and recollection and the printed programs. You may notice that I have included some parts that were not printed in the programs, but I'm sure I may have missed some.
Cora helped me a lot when I was preparing to do the Family Tree and the photo albums. She helped me in searching for updated infos on some members and in procuring pictures. Not being able to attend the event, I wanted her to be able to envision the activities of the reunion, by writing in detail my personal account of it, and I know Cora appreciates it. She wrote me,
Cora helped me a lot when I was preparing to do the Family Tree and the photo albums. She helped me in searching for updated infos on some members and in procuring pictures. Not being able to attend the event, I wanted her to be able to envision the activities of the reunion, by writing in detail my personal account of it, and I know Cora appreciates it. She wrote me,
"Thank you so much, Auntie Lou for sharing the reunion with me (Thanks for the special mention). Your vivid description and detailed account worked. I imagined I was there. For sure, I'll be there for the next reunion, if I'm still around and the Lord hasn't come."
So you don't have to go over my whole write-up again (corrected copy is the one below), I will enumerate here the corrections or added/new info, underlining the correct or added info:
= Toronto host families took turns being in charge of each meal (Ria, Irene, Rodel, Charity, Paz, Amy, Audrey, Jude).
= Alvin and his Roda Family Orchestra (Ellysa and Andrea and Fonz Roda, Rico Macias, Celine Roda, Andrew Roda, Mike Mirasol, Orlie Sanidad, Kylo and Ken Cautivar, Cara Donahue, and Siena Mirasol on the keyboard) did the opening music
= Ayla Roda, daughter of Alvin & Erika, sang a solo accompanied by Tate Munar on the electric guitar, followed by another solo by Carol Roda.
= Acknowledgement of the Host Committee (Rodel, Karl, Paz, Ria, Irene, Charity, Ray) and Host Families was done with an orchid plant given to each member of the Host Committee (a bouquet of flowers to Ria) by representatives of the next Host Committee led by Alne and Jose.
=Soon-to-be members of the clan were welcomed to the family: Joaquin Flores = he and Sheryl Macaraeg are to be married on August 20;
=Statistics:
Total attendance all throughout the 5 days = 135, including 9 guests (Dr. & Mrs. Reuben Manalaysay, Bob & Carmelita Stewart, Ely & Gloria Rolle, Hannah's Craig, Chastity Jose), Steve Maragos).
=Members Present:
Alma Macaraeg (from the Philippines) and daughter Sheryl, with fiancee Joaquin Flores.
I am writing this especially for Cora who couldn't make it to the reunion, who always enjoy reading my detailed write-ups/report and to those of you who missed the reunion. To those of you who were at the reunion, enjoy reminiscing the events as you read through. Since this is my personal account, bear with me with personal details.
On Monday evening, July 18, 2011, Manang Elo and I drove to Maryland to be with Darrell & family overnight. Orlie arrived early the next morning and we left 3:15 a.m. for Canada. It was a good trip - it's good to travel during the early morning hours when there is no traffic.
We arrived at the Delta hotel past 1 p.m. and saw some relatives when we were checking in. Then we went to the hotel's restaurant to eat and joined the table with Manong Leon & Gladys, and Bam & Cindy. At the other table near the corner were Peter & Billy, Art, Amy & Tate. We enjoyed conversing while eating the good food. Peter commented to me that he liked the Roda Family tree I did before. Well, he won't be disappointed -- I told him that I made a new one and this time it came with individual pictures! I noticed he went straight to the Family Tree hanging on the wall, when he entered the room (Hazel McCallion C and D room) where our meetings were going to be held.
BTW, as we entered the meeting room, we were greeted by a Welcome sign with the logo in the form of a tri-colored (red, yellow and red) tree, with human figures forming the branches. The printed programs also bear this logo.
That Tuesday evening, July 19, was Opening night. Every evening we had worship before any program started. The song service was led by Apollo Semella and Orville Cautivar, with Alma Macaraeg on the piano. Then the Toronto hosts sang "Welcome to the Family" with Welcome Remarks by Irene, followed by prayer offered by Lyle (Bam). Ray Sinco rendered a guitar selection before Vince Bangloy gave the message for the evening. In his introduction, he expressed his "pride" in being a member of the Roda clan. Sheryl Macaraeg rendered the special music and the Toronto hosts sang "How Can I Keep From Singing" with closing prayer offered by Mike Macaraeg.
Then we all went to the Hospitality Suite to partake of the first meal prepared by Ria - she herself baked most of those goodies. There were cakes too in celebration of the birthdays of Apollo (July 12) and Ria (July 19). Toronto host families took turns being in charge of each meal (Ria, Irene, Rodel, Charity, Paz, Amy, Audrey, Jude). Everyday there was breakfast and supper ready at the Hospitality Suite, dubbed as "Light Breakfast" and "Evening Snack", but they were full meals! That was a very good idea - I can say that the time there during those meals offered very good time for bonding among us.
Wednesday was time for Family picnic and olympics at the Huron Park - we had a certain part of the big park all to ourselves, with several tables and attached benches. This was the day when each of the three families could be identified by the color of the tops they wore: Blue for the Leon family, Red for the Alvaro family and Yellow for the Antonino family. This was another very good time to start the bonding especially among the younger generations. The younger cousins didn't find it hard to mingle and play together or do fun stuff together. There were several competition games coordinated and led by Ray (Jon) Sinco. However, the Alvaro clan outnumbered much the Leon and Antonino clans, and would win several games. The lunch was prepared and brought by the Toronto hosts - there was an abundance of food! Before departing, we had group pictures taken by families (thus, by the Colors), and a combined group picture of the three families - it was a very big group indeed.
Wednesday evening was "Family History Night", which was done after the Worship Service where the Song service was led by Carol Roda and Cheryl Roda-Wu. Opening prayer and Devotional message was given by Jose Hernandez. The next program started with Ken and Kalee Cautivar singing "This is the Stuff" with their brother Kylo on the piano. Rodel gave the welcome remarks, followed by me presenting the Family Tree of six generations and the very long Wall Chart. I had decided to make a new tree to be able to have space for pictures of each member. It was somewhat tedious putting the pictures because I had to reduce the sizes of the pictures, then cut out the images, and glue each one to the branch or leaves or buds on the big tree. My thanks to Manang Elo for her help in cutting the leaves for the Family Tree. After explaining the different parts of the tree and where each one belonged or could be found, I directed the attendees' attention to the other wall across from where the Family tree was, to the Wall chart containing a graphic presentation of the Roda family tree contained on 22 pages of legal sized paper connected to each other by tape. Probably this made it easier for the members to understand better the lineage. I started to explain this family tree on the wall chart when Dr. & Mrs. Reuben Manalaysay (first Filipino PUC/AUP president) came in, brought along by Carmelita & Bob Stewart. After I welcomed and hugged them, I continued my family tree presentation.
The Wall chart family tree included part of the lineage of Antonina Dimaya Roda-Edralin, sister of Juan Dimaya Roda, and I explained how the connection was to the former President Ferdinand Marcos. It had some lineage of the Antonina Dimaya Roda-Edralin tree with Gasat's name in it, but Gasat and family were not able to attend the reunion. Then I presented a Roda trivia, mentioning that on the Family Tree there are 17 "Mrs. Rodas alive, not counting divorced ones" - with this saying, there was laughter from the audience. I was going to give a prize to the one who could guess how many Mrs. Rodas there were at the reunion. There were several guesses, but no one could get the right answer which was eleven. When I started naming them, there was clamour for the Mrs. Rodas to stand and go to the front, which they did, and they are: Erika (Alvin), Evelyn (Peter), Nellie (Alva), Alisa (Leon III), Donna (Sam), Gladys (Leon II), Loree (Andy), Cindy (Lyle), Lydia (Alfonso), Lou (Pros), Michelle (Reginald or Bong). Another Mrs Roda to arrive later was Shar, Darrell's wife, making a total of 12 Mrs. Rodas attending the reunion. I also named the Mrs. Rodas who were not able to attend the reunion: Tomasita (Arturo), Zarah (Chito), Lea (Mario), Charito (Johnny) and Franca (Greg). Before going back to my seat, I presented the thick photo album that I prepared of the three Roda families (of Leon, Alvaro and Antonino). Each one from the second generation to the 6th generation have pictures in the album.
A slide show of the Leon branch was presented, followed by "Family Memories" prepared by Manong Turing and presented by Carol, representing her Dad. Alex Sztyber sang "Black Bird" accompanied by cousin Ray Sinco on the guitar. Then a slideshow of the Alvaro branch was shown, followed by Family Memories by Manong Al. Trystan Semella, younger son of Irene and Apollo, sang "Count on Me." The third slideshow was of the Antonino branch, followed by Family Memories by Manong Sam and supplemented some by Rodel. Family trivia was led by Rodel asking "Did You Know" or "Do You Know?" questions regarding the Roda family. When she started asking how many members were in the Generation 2, then how many in generation 3, etc., right away some younger ones run to the big Family Tree where I had the numbers on a Legend on the side - Chloe stood close guard in front of it, covering the numbers and won't let any of the cousins have a peek. Tita Torres corrected Rodel when the question was about who was the youngest member in the Roda clan, with Tita claiming her 6 weeks old grandson Owen Eliseo Torres, as the youngest in the clan. The program was closed with all singing "'Tis Love That Makes Us Happy" accompanied by the Roda family Orchestra directed by Alvin. Then Manong Al led in the closing prayer.
Thursday was for going to the Niagara Falls, relax by the pool or play golf. Orlie and I went with Cheryl and family and the Cautivars and Idrisalmans for a tour of Toronto City ending with the Hippo tour wherein the vehicle first toured us on land around the city, then the same vehicle "became a boat" and took us to the water and enjoy the scenic view. We ate at a Chinese restaurant before going back to the hotel.
During the Thursday evening worship, the Generation 3 (that is Pros' generation) led the song service accompanied by the Roda Family Orchestra. Rose Mirasol offered the opening prayer and Alne gave the Devotional message on the theme of the reunion "Get Connected, Stay Connected" with illustrations being acted out by some Generation 5 kids. Closing song was "Sweet, Sweet Spirit."
The program that followed was an Open Night that started with Rico and Marco Macias playing the electric guitars, with their Mom Olive doing the drums. Mike Mirasol and Alvin played "Autumn Leaves" and "Perdido" on their clarinets. Several vocal solos and some duets followed: "Talking to the Moon" by Trystan Semella, "Watch What Happens" by Annie Arevalo, "Sampaguita" by Manang Elo with Manang Cion singing with her in duet and Cheryl accompanying on the piano, another solo by Annie singing "Girl From Ipanema", "Shadow Box" by Shayne Romero, duet by Cheryl and Alvin singing "The Rose" with Cheryl on the piano. By request, Trystan and Kalee did a repeat performance of their previous solos. We were entertained by "Earl" in the person of Audrey, with Ray Sinco on his electric guitar. Earl (or Audrey) surprised her Mom and all of us when she went to the stage as a man, dressed in pants and with necktie, wearing hat with her long hair tucked inside the hat, sporting a mustache, and sounding like a man!
A slide show of past and present pictures of the family was shown and the evening ended with a business meeting led by Rodel and Irene. A business report prepared by Paz was presented to the body. It was voted to hold the next reunion in Washington D.C. on a July.
Friday was a free day for all, allowing everyone to go where they would like to go. Several went to China Town and ate lunch there. Ely & Gloria Rolle (parents of Michelle Roda) and I went with our local friends, Carmelita & Bob Stewart. They took us to the Casa Loma, a castle home owned formerly by Sir Henry Mill Pellatt, a prominent Toronto financier, industrialist and military man. From there we went to China Town where I bought what I wanted: Lanzones and Atis, plus guavas and chico. Then we had lunch at a Mandarin restaurant.
The Vespers' song service was led by the Generation 4, accompanied by the Roda Family orchestra. Manong Sam offered the opening prayer, followed by a father and son duet by Mike and Nathan Macaraeg. Betsy Jabola did a presentation on the Reunion theme with the participation of several Generation 5 children, illustrating how we get connected and stay connected. Then special music was offered by Orlie Sanidad. The Generation 5 sang "Jesus Is All the World To Me" for the closing song, and the closing prayer was offered by Manang Cion.
The Sabbath morning worship started with the Generations 5 and 6 leading the song service accompanied by the Roda Family Orchestra and they sang "Turn Your Eyes Upon Jesus" for the opening song. Scripture reading was by Fonz Roda and prayer by Leon Roda II. Zachary gave the children's story and special number was a duet by Manang Cion and Manang Pansing. Peter gave the message and he talked about his turn around experience: having had a good practice, doing good financially and driving a Mercedes and Ferrari, etc., he was doing good by others' standards, but deep inside he was not fully contented. He knew he was somewhat being far from the Lord and felt he was missing something. Being an anesthesiologist, the turning point for him was 15 years ago when he had a patient that he could not intubate (pass a tube through the larynx to assist the patient with respiration), no matter what he did and how much he tried. He knew he was going to lose the patient if the tube could not be placed in. At a loss with what else to do, he remembered God and he offered a heartfelt sincere prayer for help in intubating the patient, and the Lord heard his prayer. He requested the surgeon to do an opening on the neck and he was able to insert the breathing tube to connect to the respiratory machine. He was lauded by his colleagues and the Operating Room staff, but he said it was the Lord who helped him. He was filled with gratitude to the Lord; he knew it was the Lord who did it for him - it was a wake up call for him. Since then, he has changed his ways and serving the Lord gladly.
Generations 5 and 6 sang "Side By Side We Stand" with Peter offering a prayer, then the Toronto hosts sang "There is A Quiet Place" - the song the grandchildren and great-grandchildren of Manang Esther sang at her funeral service.
Next, Betsy Jabola led in the "In Remembrance" part of the program, with tributes to our loved ones who recently passed away (Norval Jackson, Pros, Ng Ebeck Edwin, and Ng Esther Sanidad) read by her. Pictures were projected on the screen as each tribute was being ready. This was when I started to be emotional with eyes and nose becoming watery.
Betsy read the tribute of Cheryl for her Dad (taken partly from the tribute she presented at her Dad's memorial service) which said:
"There are three things that my Dad passed on to me that I will always remember. One is the love of singing, another is the love of people, and a third is the love of family. .. He did a lot of singing and performing at different churches, venues, weddings, with Mom playing on the piano. And that's a memory that's going to stay with me. ..One thing I remember is when I went to college my freshman year in Tennessee. I got sick, I called Dad, and Dad said, "Okay, I'll be there. I'm bringing you medicine." I'm like, "Dad, that's too far - that's 14 hours." "I'll be there." And sure enough, in 14 hours, he was there bringing medicine for me. That's the kind of love Dad had. That's 14 hours one way. The third thing: his love of family. He loved us kids... he loved his grandkids.... he loved his siblings...he loved his nieces and nephews and all their kids. Again those three loves that Dad passed on to me - the love of singing, the love of people, and the love of family - those things will always stay with me forever."
Then Betsy read the letter of Darrell to his Dad:
Dear Dad,
With your failing health the last few years, it was always in the back of my mind that you would leave us one day. But, after hospitalization after hospitalization; I began believing you were a super cat with nine lives. I started to expect that you would recover each time; and be able to see “B.Q.” and “Pogi” grow up.
When you left us so suddenly, the way you did—‘a mile high, in the sky…’
I didn’t get to say good-bye; or the many words regretfully not shared.
One of the last things you told me was that, “Mom was my guardian angel here on earth.” May your heavenly guardian angel now watch and protect over Mom.
I wish I could have one more day, one more word, one more fishing excursion with you. I don’t understand why you had to leave this earth so soon, or why you left before I was ready to say good-bye.
But, little by little, I begin to remember not just that you died, but that you lived. And, that your life gives us memories too beautiful to forget.
Until we meet on the streets of gold, together again…
I love and miss you, Darrell
When Betsy started to read the letter of Darrell, he knew he couldn't take it, so Darrell stepped out of the room. Aside from me, Darrell's letter brought tears to the eyes of many in the audience. Alvin told me later that after listening to the letter of Darrell, he became so emotional and had a hard time singing the song "Up, Up And Away" - the song he composed and sang at the funeral service for Sandra Roda years back. Betsy showed a picture of Sandra to remember her sister, before Alvin sang.
The Candle Light Ceremony which was done at the San Diego reunion was repeated with six candles in six different heights on a small round table at the front. Each candle represented a generation, with the biggest or tallest candle representing the first generation (Juan Dimaya Roda). With no live representation from generations 1 and 2, Manong Al did the lighting of the candles for them. Manong Turing (oldest living among the Generation 3 members) was represented by his daughter Carol in lighting the candle for the Generation 3. I was still in tears I didn't notice who lighted the candles for generations 4 and 5 (I think Alma lighted the candle for the Generation 4 and/or Fritzie lighted the candle for Generation 5) . Zachary lighted the candle for the generation 6.
Then the generations 5 and 6 were asked to gather in a circle in the middle of the room and the rest of us older ones gathered in three or four or five layers deep around the younger generations. We all sang "Blest Be The Tie That Binds" with Rose on the piano. After the first stanza, the piano kept playing, so I voiced out the words of the last stanza of the song and everyone would sing phrase after phrase, after me:
As we asunder part
It gives us inward pain
But we shall still be joined in heart
And hope to meet again.
Manong Al offered the prayer and Orlie sang "The Lord's Prayer." When Orlie started to sing, I saw Cheryl starting to cry again, and Darrell went out again, and I could not help my tears either. The deep voice of Orlie just made Cheryl and Darrell remember how their Dad used to sing that Lord's Prayer. . .(Pros even sang it at the wedding of Kenton and Cheryl in 1995).
Sabbath afternoon was a time for rest. The evening "Gala Night" started with photo sessions by families. Alvin and his Roda Family Orchestra (Ellysa and Andrea and Fonz Roda, Rico Macias, Celine Roda, Andrew Roda, Mike Mirasol, Orlie Sanidad, Kylo and Ken Cautivar, Cara Donahue, and Siena Mirasol on the keyboard) did the opening music. Alvin was visibly into music - he could play any instrument and could sing too. (Alvin brought all the instruments and the sound system all the way from Maryland to the venue site). Audrey Donahue was the emcee for the gala event - after her welcome remarks, Rodney Jabola offered a prayer. Dinner followed and we were entertained by a Culture Philippines Dance Troupe. Cara Donahue performed a modern ballet followed by comedy time which was started by a humorous story by Audrey, and two or three from Alvin, followed by Peter who had a list of several comedies.
We all sang "Happy Birthday" to Mike Mirasol whose birthday was that date of July 23. Ayla Roda, daughter of Alvin & Erika, sang a solo accompanied by Tate Munar on the electric guitar, followed by another solo by Carol Roda. The Romero siblings entertained us with Shayne singing, accompanied by Kent on his own electric guitar. With Olive again on the drums, her sons Rico and Marco, and Fonz Roda with electric guitars, entertained us with their music. Truly the Roda clan is a musical family, with so many talents in each family.
Reflections and thanks were given by a representative from each family branch, with Dennis Roda (son of Manong Johnny) who was one of the representatives from the Philippines (the other one is Alma Macaraeg), spoke at the front representing the Antonino branch. Acknowledgement of the Host Committee (Rodel, Karl, Paz, Ria, Irene, Charity, Ray) and Host Families was done with an orchid plant given to each member of the Host Committee (a bouquet of flowers to Ria) by representatives of the next Host Committee led by Alne and Jose.
Then Rodel started to read/say "Tributes are usually given to people who have passed away - for their specialness, or some pioneering work that they have done. I'd like to twist the purpose of tributes and offer it to Someone special among us. Someone who does not have any Roda blood, but is more than a Roda. It seems she has been destined in life to become a Roda. When she was grade 2, her neighbors were a Roda family and naturally her playmates were the Roda girls - Charity and me. In school, her friends included the Rodas and eventually married a Roda. Her passion for the Roda clan has moved her to start a family tree, a family chart, and a collection of photos for everyone to see -- just to help us grasp our family history. There is no award or prize - like a "Pulitzer Prize" good enough to say our appreciation for all that she has been contributing to all of us. She is a blessing, a gem. She is -- that magical spice that completes the flavor of a special unique dish -- you know who I am talking about ....?" Rodel looked at my direction and said, "Elma Lou -- please stand and come to the stage please." My grandson Justin, escorted me to the stage, then Kevin followed with a bouquet of flowers for me. Rodel continued, "Elma Lou -- how can we thank you enough for all you have done . . . I speak in behalf of everyone here tonight. We treasure you, appreciate and thank you from the bottom of our hearts. We want you to hear this, to know and feel how much we love you. If I am the Queen, I would be knighting you now into the highest Order of the Royal Roda Family. You have given your best to keep us united, informed and connected." Rodel and I hugged each other and I asked to say something.
I said, "it was my pleasure doing the Roda family tree and the photo album and the Wall chart. I told Cheryl how I am amazed at myself (smiles and some laughter from the audience) because even if I've seen the other family members for the first time here at the reunion, I would recognize them from the pictures I had of them in preparing the photo album and the family tree! When Cheryl or Manang Pancing would ask me who that child was or anyone passing in front of us, I would tell the name and mention who the parents are and trace them up to the 3rd generation so Cheryl and Ng Pancing would grasp the lineage." I also mentioned tthat that was my first time (during the Sabbath service we had that morning) since Pros passed away, that my tears continued to drop for a while longer, assisted by my nose drip - compared to past tears. Pros was missing in this family reunion - something I know he won't want to miss. I concluded by saying, "we don't know what's in the future, but thank you for accepting me in the Roda clan." Thank you to all, I do feel I am loved by you.
Soon-to-be members of the clan were welcomed to the family: Joaquin Rosales = he and Sheryl Macaraeg are to be married on August 20; Kelly McClurg = she and Walter Rao are getting married on September 4. The Edwin siblings and family were also welcomed and encouraged to join every gathering of the clan.
After some remarks by Karl Meier, Charity Roda handed over the "Welcome - Roda Family" banner to the next Host (Alne and Jose). Andy Roda offered the closing prayer, then we were entertained by the powerful rendition of the song "Time to Say Goodbye" by Alex Sztyber and Mike Macaraeg. That ended the reunion. But several of us lingered awhile inside or outside the room, taking pictures and just talking. Amy and Gener arrived with gifts being handed by Amy to some of us.
This was a reunion that will linger long in our memories. It was very well organized and carried out well. We did miss those of you who could not make it to the reunion, but we hope to see you all in the next one.
Most of the members left the next day, Sunday, for home, but some stayed another day or two, and I was persuaded to stay another day, so Ng Elo, Orlie and I stayed one more night. That Sunday, the three of us went with Manang Cion, Nong Tommie and Ng Pancing to Ed & Paz Ravadilla's house. Erli, Leri and Rose followed us, but they didn't stay long. For lunch, they took us to a nice Chinese buffet restaurant. Then we went back to their house and Paz showed the photo albums of Manang Esther while I dozed off to have a nap. I woke up when they started to watch videos of Manang Esther when she was still alive - these brought tears to Ng Cion's eyes and it was hard for Orlie to take. Then we went to the cemetery to visit the grave of Manong Ben and Ng Esther - again, this was very very hard for Orlie, realizing that for real his Mom is no longer with us (he said he was used to having his mom around whenever he goes there to Canada). Orlie readily agreed when I offered to drive us back to the hotel.
When we alighted from the car at the parking lot, we saw our children on the other side of the parking lot. Shar came to me and asked if I wanted to join them to eat at a Filipino restaurant for supper. I consented, but Orlie was not in the mood to join us. Only Manang Pancing and I joined the group (Darrell & Shar and their children, Orville & Erli and their children, Leri and Irel, Apollo & Irene with Trystan, Della and her friend Tom). Food was good and almost all of us ordered and ate halo-halo!
It was a good week (4 or 5 days). We left Monday morning, July 25, driving back along the way we went to Canada, but in reverse. Somehow, before we even left Toronto, the gear on the car (Suburban) was acting up. It won't engage on "D" after a stop or after slowing down, so Orlie had to go all the way to gear 1 before the car would start going forward, then gradually change gears to 2, then 3, then D. It was like this all the way back to Maryland and we were all right with that - it was like using a car with stick shift though. It was night time when we arrived at Darrell & Shar's place, and I wanted for Manang Elo and I to go on straight to Tappahannock which was more than two hours away even if it was already 10 p.m. Darrell & Shar were not home yet. Kenton and Cheryl just left to go on straight for Florida. However, Cheryl and Kenton turned back when they knew Beryl was on the way to see all of us that night. It was a nice reunion for us, especially when Darrell and family arrived. Kenton was able to sleep for two hours and was ready to drive again, so they left by 2 a.m. and Beryl went back to her apartment. Ng Elo and I stayed over at Darrell & Shar's house for the night and left in the morning after breakfast.
We were not halfway through when after a red light, the car won't go forward anymore no matter on what gear I would put it in. The car would only go backwards! So I turned on the hazard signal lights and parked the car where we were stalled, which was on the inner lane. I remembered I had On Star service, so I pressed that button and right away got a response. I mentioned my dilemma and the person on the other end right away knew where I was and on what location. The On Star called the triple A who got in touch with me and said they would be on the way within an hour or more. So we just waited. Shortly thereafter, a car stopped on our right side, another stopped behind our car, and more cars stopped behind, and the drivers came out coming to my side of the car. They seemed like gangsters to me and scared me initially, but since it was daylight and with many cars passing by, I opened my window to greet them, and they told me to put the car on Neutral, then they all (five of them) pushed my car to safety - to the side. While they were pushing my car, the On Star came on the speaker and said, "I see, some men are pushing your car." I said "Yes" but I was surprised how the On Star could really see my car and see what was happening. I know it was through satellite, but that made me feel good. I recommend to you who are reading this, to have the On Star service - they can find your car if it gets stolen, etc.
With the 94 degree weather that day, Ng Elo and I waited inside the car with the air conditioning going on. The tow truck from AAA finally arrived, brought our car up on the flatbed, and Ng Elo and I rode with the driver, sitting next to him up front, with no air condition! On the way, I called up the car dealership where we bought the car (Suburban) and let them know I was coming with my car in a tow truck, and asked if I can have a loaner car. I was assured they could give me one. When we arrived at the dealership, the service manager said there was no car available for me for loan, but the agent or person who sold the car to us originally (a former patient of Pros) met us and said he would get a car for me, and he did. Up to now, my car is there and I'm using the loaner car. I'm told that perhaps it's the transmission that gave me trouble - they were to consult with GM whether they would need to repair or place a new one.
This has been a long narration of my trip. Thank you for reading it through.
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Saturday, April 2, 2011
Esther de la Cruz Roda-Sanidad (June 30, 1924 - March 22, 2011)
Auntie Esther
by Alvin Roda
First, I came away from this experience with a profound and deep realization of what a true loving family of many generations - the Sanidads, the Rodas, and mostly Auntie Esther – brought to this world. When I saw utter desolation, the unfathomable emptiness and sorrow that Auntie Esther's children, grandchildren and great-grand-children genuinely and spontaneously experienced and expressed, I knew this was the ultimate measure of how loved, how utterly loved, Auntie Esther was. At the services, child after child, grandchild after grandchild, spoke voluminously about the love that Auntie Esther gave them for so many many years. It was immediately apparent that Auntie Esther’s flood of love was not encapsulated in one or two grand events, but from thousands of small moments that she showered her family with over the decades.
My cousins, there are no words that can describe the sorrow and emptiness that was expressed by her family with Auntie Esther’s passing . She is so utterly missed. I truly have never seen a family so unbearably spent and mournful by a loss of a loved one.
But, such sorrow would not exist, if not for the fact that the same degree of joy and love was shared, given and so freely poured out by Auntie Esther. If Auntie Esther had not given so much love, there would not be so much desolation from her passing.
At the last memorial service immediately before the burial, about 20 of Auntie Esther’s grandchildren and great grandchildren came up front and sang “There is a Quiet Place”. There are no words. There are no words. What a beautiful tribute and what a beautiful family.
If a person’s legacy is measured by the love that is carried on by children, grandchildren, great grandchildren and more - then our quiet, coquettish, mischievous, adorable, and exquisitely beautiful Auntie Esther is one of the world’s unsung greatest.
Second, it could not be passed over that this occasion occurred on the 1 year anniversary of Uncle Pros’ passing. During the final memorial service, I sat beside Auntie Lou who played the organ at the beginning and end of the service. It was not lost on me that throughout the lives of myself and my cousins of the east coast, Auntie Lou has been a constant, a perpetual, and an absolute. As the Rodas slowly pass, I come to understand how integral these loved ones of the previous generations have been to our lives. Simply having mom, dad, Uncle Pros, Auntie Lou, Auntie Esther and all the other “elders” in my life has given me the assurance that all things in life are OK. But as, one by one, these absolutes, these constants, pass, I find myself missing a small portion of security and assurance that no matter what, all will be well. I realize now, that these Aunties, Uncles, older Manang and Manongs, Lolu, and Lolas, always have given me a sense that the world is fine, that we always have that guidance, comfort, answers and companionship of our elders. I project in my mind to the time that when I will not have dad and mom to call, to ask, to solicit advice and most importantly, to have as a friend. I realize how much of my life has been shaped by them. Mostly, to have my parents, my elders, within a phone call’s distance, I now realize, has given me, throughout my entire life, precious, irreplaceable peace of mind.
But back to the main point. Sitting beside Auntie Lou, I realized how much of an absolute and constant she has been in my life and the lives of those closest to her. And even more, how gallantly and bravely she has carried herself not only through the past year, but through her entire life as a member of the Roda family. For as many of the thousands of Roda occasions that I can recall, Auntie Lou was always one of those that you greeted and hugged. To unconsciously know and at times expect that Auntie Lou is always there, always a part of all things Roda, is as constant as morning.
Lastly, the second most profound dynamic (after the memory of Auntie Esther) is the “rediscovery” of the “lost” Rodas. For as long as I can remember, I cannot recall spending anything more than a fleetingly introduction or greeting to Delia, Misseal, Andrew, and Jude Edwin, who were, including Manang Winda, the children of Auntie Ebec. For many reasons, they have never felt part (or in the words of one of them, worthy) of inclusion in the Alvaro Roda, Sr. family. For the first time, the Roda’s had a chance to envelope and embrace these “strangers”. We discovered how reluctant they were to fully join our Roda experiences. I am so proud of our family in that we immediately reached out to them and made them promise that they 1) would start being involved with as many things Roda as possible, 2) that they know they are utterly welcome in our family and that they shall no more feel that we (the Rodas) look at them in any other light than love and inclusion, and 3) if they ever fail to appear at a Roda occasion we will hunt them down without quarter and with extreme prejudice.
Finally, I apologize that what started as a brief snapshot of these last days has turned into a mini-series. But, this occasion so profoundly affected me,that I wanted to share it with you. This seeming tragedy – the passing of Auntie Esther - which was moments of weeping, sorrow, memory, laughter, and communion brought so many unseen and unexpected sparkles of beauty. It yet is another example of the legacy of Auntie Esther.
It is so important that we all include ourselves in the upcoming Roda reunion. I don’t want the occasions to be with my entire and prodigious family limited to only weddings and funerals. This is THE reason for Roda Reunion. As my father spoke in his final tribute to Auntie Esther (and also that of Lola)– we simply must promise “I will be there”.
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