BROD NING DE LA PAZ UPLB'57 PASSED AWAY 09MAR2007
The Betan Rites at The Christ The King Church, Greenmeadows, Q.C. - March 13, 2007
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Brod Thad, WHAT THE HECK . . .
Wednesday, March 7. It was almost four when I tiptoed inside Room 1117 at the Medical City in Pasig. It was Sister Noni, FMM, Brod Jeje de la Santa's sibling, who informed me the day before that Ninggoy was there. So there he was, deep in his morphine-induced sleep, his chest heaving with each labored breath.
Not having met any of his family, I introduced myself to his daughter May as a brod from Los Baños days. "Days" meant some 39 years since we last saw each other, having left UPLB right after graduating in 1968. I don't remember seeing him in the few occasions I attended fraternity alumni gatherings in Manila. It wasn't easy seeing Ning that afternoon when I still had him in my mental files as a sophisticated guy, with that confident bearing, goatee and all.
Somehow I managed to tell May that Ning's room at the International House was opposite mine, that I used to hitch a ride to Manila in his cream Renault Dauphin some weekends, that he loved to sing . . . well, that started my own nostalgia of days long ago.
A number of visitors came and went, but I decided to stay put and wait for that remote possibility of Ning waking up. I had set aside that afternoon to visit him, and since I would not be staying in Manila for long, I was not willing to let the chance to pass. I guess I owed it to Ning – for old times' sake. I just arrived from Tel Aviv the day before and would be leaving after a week, and that was my only opportunity.
Ninggoy did not let me down. He woke up after an hour and his face lit up when he saw me. May mumbled who I was but I believed he recognized me immediately as he called out my name before I could find my way through the many IV tubes to clasp his hand. He was lucid, sharp and very engaging.
The usual how-are-you's followed. "May is a nurse in the U.S., my son Marco is running the school and busy whipping them in line."
"You have three grandchildren already? I don't believe it!" he told me.
"Brod, I married a year after graduating while you played the field," I answered.
"Don't tell my wife that!" And he was really chuckling.
"Ning, I was telling May how you loved to sing. I remember during the rehearsals for 'The King and I,' director Edgar de la Cruz would holler 'Ninggoy, stop crooning! Sing!' "
"Yeah, I remember that," Ning answered. "Do not croon! He kept shouting at me."
"You would always say Atnakan na, Brods!" He was fond of inverting words, like atnak for kanta and well, his muse was then known among us as Nas Ordep when he was still secretly planning to court Miss San Pedro (I bet Selly did not know this).
"That we would hang out at Anita's 'Cherry Pink Refreshment Parlor' at Grove and sing the night away over bottles of beer then go over to your pad at the subdivision for more atnakan?"
"Oh God, those were the days. Well, what the heck, I lived life fully, I have no regrets."
May joined in. "What the heck – that's his favorite expression, and I'm getting to use it myself."
"It's a very practical expression and applicable anytime without being vulgar," Ning added.
"Well, it's also one way of letting go," I said.
"Yeah. What the heck, let go. That's nice," he answered.
Selly and Marco arrived shortly. More repartees from Ning as we recalled Our Town, East of Eden, The Case of the Crushed Petunias, Cradle Song and other stage productions at Baker Hall and the IRRI Auditorium where he played lead or major roles.
Break time. Selly had a big purple starapple which she lovingly fed him, and he managed to finish half the fruit. The sun had already set, Ning drifted off to sleep, then stirred and asked to be repositioned, his bed readjusted, then settled in a shallow slumber.
It was time for me to go. When he stirred again, I begged my leave. We did not know it was to be our final goodbye. Maybe, just maybe, I was the last brod who saw him and talked with him. A number must have come, but found him asleep. Brod Jimmy Lagdameo, his closest buddy and constant companion, had only a few minutes over the phone. But Ning was there for me. What the heck – we could have sang together, if only I remembered to ask him.
Ning passed away the following Friday. Selly, Marco and May were at his bedside. He said he wanted to go. But he didn't say "What the heck." He just let go.
The man is gone. But Ning, the legend, lives on.
Thad T. Hamoy βΣ '62
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UPBSFAAI OBIT:
BROD NING DELA PAZ UPLB'57, died yesterday, 09Mar2007. Remains lie in state at Christ The King Church, Greenmeadows, QC. Please pass!
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Brods and Siss!
God Bless!!! Anggie
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Ernest Tremor <e_tremor@hotmail.com>
wrote: ~~~~~~~
From: Veedevera <misterv67@yahoo.com>
I remember him as a cool Betan
fresh from a graduate studies course in the US. With him was a new
culture from US campus intellectuals called "Beatniks". Truly so, he
brought that generation into the UP Los Banos campus together with some
other brods, and true to tradition and intellectualism, UP Los Banos
Betans became aware of the richness of camaraderie, campus-fraternity
style. Suddenly brods were wearing berets, Levis jeans, playing
guitars, bongos, congas, and celebrating on school weekends with TGIF
parties usually held at Ning's bungalow close to the campus. Ning
was instrumental in forming our very own singing group called "The Broken
Chords". His love and passion for stage-plays echoed his
intellectual interests. I am very much honored and thankful for the
times I have spent with this brod, a very fine gentleman brod,
appropriately cool, stylish and a pride of the UP Los Banos breed of Beta
Sigmans.
Farewell to "The Cool Betan".
May your soul rest in peace. ~~~~~~~
From: Manuel Gaspay <mgaspay@sbcglobal.net> ~~~~~~~
From: willy quejada <wdquejada@yahoo.com> Brods,
It is with sadness hearing about the demise of Brod Ning dela Paz. Yes I enjoyed that play, South Pacific, where the venue was the Far Eastern University Auditorium. After the show I was very proud to be a member of the Beta Sigma Fraternity .
Our condolences and sympathy goes to his family and his loved ones. May our prayers lessen the burden of this great loss.
"Eternal rest grant unto him, O Lord. / And let perpetual light shine upon him... And may his soul rest in peace. / Amen..."
Fraternally,
Willy and Desi Quejada
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From: Fmamaril@aol.com
Pictures taken during our fellowship at Ning & Selly's home last Feb 16th.......not knowking that this was our last fellowship with Ning....as he was hospitalized on Feb 22
Ning and Selly with Sisters Josie Roldan Saddul & Cely Kalaw
Among the attendees were brods Frank Cornejo, Willie Nep, Mario Cortes, Long Belen (& Lulu), Jimmy Lagdameo, Don Ganchorre, Totes Ricaport (& Chit), Hector Romansanta, Frank Mamaril, Sisters Edith Oliva, Cely Kalaw, Josie Roldan Saddul, Marie Ganchorre, Imelda Siat, Mely (Manalo) Manalo & Letty de La Cruz-Fuentes.
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From: "Ike Araneta" <tersius@gmail.com>
A real class act. ~~~~~~~
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