Bro. Pedro Binaroa Barillos "Eddie." What a guy for real. I have probably learned more from him by far than I have any other investigator thus far on my mission. Great example of humility and gratitude. I love Bro. Eddie in unexplainable ways.
Bro. Eddie and I waiting in the church before changing into our white duds on one of the best days of his life.
This is Tatay Tacdol. He is officially 100 years old and still alive. Pure Ilokano and formerly a die hard catholic. He prays aloud in his room for approximately 2 hours every night before going to bed. We asked him if he wanted to be baptized (his daughter in law and grandkids are members) and at first he was all for it. But when we told him about the not drinking coffee part, i think he began to think our church is of the devil. He said coffee is the only thing that has kept him alive for all these years. He is way funny. He cant hear worth a lick so anytime we attempt to form an Ilokano phrase it is more like we are shouting at the top of our lungs into the ear of this innocent little old man. I hope hes still around at the end of the mish so i can introduce you moma.
Just proof that we really do do all of our laundry by hand in the back of our house. Our laundering facilities are complete with water pump, bucket, soup, scrubber board, and small chair for the tall americano.
Another guy we met that I cant believe is still alive. When he saw me, being not of filippino decent on our way to aparri, it triggered a million memories from his days serving in world war 2. The rest of the 30 min ride consisted of him telling me story after story of how his life was spared although coming close to death on more that one occasion. He told me he was thankful god had blessed him and was greatfull we were sharing his word to the people in his country. We mad good friends. Im a sucker for the old tatays.
Bro. Pedro Binaroa Barillos "Eddie." What a guy for real. I have probably learned more from him by far than I have any other investigator thus far on my mission. Great example of humility and gratitude. I love Bro. Eddie in unexplainable ways.
Bro. Eddie and I waiting in the church before changing into our white duds on one of the best days of his life.
This is Tatay Tacdol. He is officially 100 years old and still alive. Pure Ilokano and formerly a die hard catholic. He prays aloud in his room for approximately 2 hours every night before going to bed. We asked him if he wanted to be baptized (his daughter in law and grandkids are members) and at first he was all for it. But when we told him about the not drinking coffee part, i think he began to think our church is of the devil. He said coffee is the only thing that has kept him alive for all these years. He is way funny. He cant hear worth a lick so anytime we attempt to form an Ilokano phrase it is more like we are shouting at the top of our lungs into the ear of this innocent little old man. I hope hes still around at the end of the mish so i can introduce you moma.
Just proof that we really do do all of our laundry by hand in the back of our house. Our laundering facilities are complete with water pump, bucket, soup, scrubber board, and small chair for the tall americano.
Another guy we met that I cant believe is still alive. When he saw me, being not of filippino decent on our way to aparri, it triggered a million memories from his days serving in world war 2. The rest of the 30 min ride consisted of him telling me story after story of how his life was spared although coming close to death on more that one occasion. He told me he was thankful god had blessed him and was greatfull we were sharing his word to the people in his country. We mad good friends. Im a sucker for the old tatays.
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