
A few kids on the street had a guitar. We were passing by on our way home, stopped and played a few tunes for them. It was a blast.

Gapusan Family except for Tatay. He was at work. That is nanay on the left then Teddy Boy, Billy and Normi.

So solid. Paralyzed from the waiste down and his family lifts him into a trike every week to go to church. Such the man. He is a Lakers fan though and was rubbing it in that they beat the Jazz. In every other area he is a good guy. He reminds me of dad. Never complains, such strong faith, so close to his father in heaven.

That is our ward mission leader Bro Wilfred with the stripes and Bro Allen in white. We went on a split on sunday and took this picture outside our apartment when we met back up as a last memory before I leave sta maria.
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