I just found out I had a grandfather from my father’s side so powerful that the people of Bustos, Bulacan even named multiple streets after him. It took me 17 years to see them for myself and 350 hectares of farm land that he used to own. Earlier I had the chance to chat with the golden meaning really old ancient people of our hometown and all of them seems to have this great respect for lolo that whenever they spoke of his name their eyes seemed to sparkle with pride for they were acquainted with him at some point of their lives. They said they never saw him went out the house wearing simple baggy clothes for he always sported the Amerikana suit. He was an idealist. He knew what the people needed and with that he got everything that he ever wanted.  He must have been filthy rich. Hahaha. I could have met this amazing person. Sadly, he left too early. Oh well, today was just a lot of things. Finally, something interests me about history. Mysteries of our family tree is yet to be told. I’ll make sure to keep my eyes open and ears ready to listen. Good night, beautiful people of tumblr!