Taggat Ink
1965

Dad
Dad
Taggat Shore
Taggat Shore
Aerial view of Taggat
Aerial view of Taggat
St Polycarp bell tower, Cabuyao City
St Polycarp bell tower, Cabuyao City
Dad at 84
Dad at 84

"Old St. Poly"
W

ay back in Taggat, my group of Feliciano Posadas, a certain Biazon - logging surveyor, Regino Padilla - a friend, and I went swimming after lunch at Taggat shore. After the first swim, I found myself too far away while my friends were already heading back to shore. Perhaps they realized I was carried by the current. I tried hard to get back, but couldn't. My friends scampered around to look for help as I tried hard to swim back. I really couldn't. I tried hard to keep afloat. I felt exhausted, too. The sun was bright and I could see my self float off and on. Perhaps after half-hour, I heard a motorized banca came by me. Of a sudden I was able to lift myself out of the water into the boat, but I was vomiting. "Aba, buhay!" There was a lot of people. At shore, my friends took me, but i could hardly walk.

Mang Delfin Molina and a certain Igarta were the boat people.

I was so groggy to report for work.

Thank you St Poly for not letting me down.

26 January 1965

Taggat noon!

Excerpts from his journal dated January 26, 2015.