For my personal ease... I normally don't write this word... Please excuse me for substituting MOSELEUM for MAUSOLEUM - the typo was not intentional...
I didn't pay attention in visiting the Luga Moseleum during my first days back in Davao. It is family tradition but it was already forgotten by many of the younger ones as well as the younger once.
For some reason... I was driving one very early morning on my way to an appointment and I had to pass by Marfori area... It was my first time to drive in these areas and I was driving normally as if I knew the roads... well, I did but it was only during day time, I am still unfamiliar about it.
So back to my story... As I drove... I got lost and I suddenly found myself in a very familiar spot during my childhood... I reached the end of the road of brokenshire cemetery... where the Luga Moseleum is.
Chills ran up my spine and I told myself... I promise to visit them next time when I have the time. So I went ahead to my schedule for the day. This was the day I went to Nabunturan and explored the Copper and Gold mines.
Weeks passed by and I have totally forgotten about the promise I made to my ancestors... Again, I had to drive pass this area once more due to another schedule... but this time it was already morning (unlike the first time when it was just before the dawn). It was a sunny morning... but to my surprise.... I drove my way straight towards the same road, I was really shocked!...
I drive instinctively and fast, this is what I got used to in Slalom Driving... but what happened is quite extraordinary.
So I decided to just go ahead and pay them a visit.
On my way there, a bystander asked me where I am going, I told him to my Grandfathers Moseleum... He said, wait, the caretaker will bring you there because she holds the key to the gates.
It felt like it was only yesterday when I was still a child... we used to have family reunions here during All souls day... our Moseleum had a Mezzanine floor (quite unusual for any moseleum; It's probably the only one in Davao... or the world - not sure), My Uncles would play Mahjong downstairs if I recall correctly, us children would be playing in the grassy lawn outside or play with melted candles. I have always thought this place was much larger then... now, It seems smaller... but nothing has changed... except for the deterioration of the paint and accumulation of dirt, moss and some plants on the walls of the building.
The last time I saw this was 1976... there were only 2 tombs then... My Grandfather and Mariano... but I am not sure if the tomb tablets of my great Grand Parents were already there that time...
I remember we would burn grass and the children would hop over it... before we leave the place.
I forgot doing that this time... since I didn't have a lighter with me since I don't smoke. However, I was able to have 5 candles lit... courtesy of the caretaker.
Seeing the neglect of this place, broke my heart again.
If you notice... The Dutertes Moseleum is also our neighbor... just a lot away. This particular spot is the prime spot in the cemetery... it's specially for the Elites of Davao City that time... still is anyway. The only difference of our spot is... everyone neglected it. The Adsministrator should be the one taking care of it... his son holding a high position in the electric company, should keep this spot with electricity... it used to have... as well as water since it has it's own toilet and bathroom as well. But I am not sure it there is still water, however, I saw some clothes hanging on a cloth line up the mezzanine.
People die... but Relationships do not.
I see no reason why it should.
http://quiricoluga.blogspot.com
Special Music from Jo Stafford... "Old Acquaintance" and "Long ago and far away".
They give justice to the message.
I hope youtube wont mute this.
It is for educational purpose only.
I didn't pay attention in visiting the Luga Moseleum during my first days back in Davao. It is family tradition but it was already forgotten by many of the younger ones as well as the younger once.
For some reason... I was driving one very early morning on my way to an appointment and I had to pass by Marfori area... It was my first time to drive in these areas and I was driving normally as if I knew the roads... well, I did but it was only during day time, I am still unfamiliar about it.
So back to my story... As I drove... I got lost and I suddenly found myself in a very familiar spot during my childhood... I reached the end of the road of brokenshire cemetery... where the Luga Moseleum is.
Chills ran up my spine and I told myself... I promise to visit them next time when I have the time. So I went ahead to my schedule for the day. This was the day I went to Nabunturan and explored the Copper and Gold mines.
Weeks passed by and I have totally forgotten about the promise I made to my ancestors... Again, I had to drive pass this area once more due to another schedule... but this time it was already morning (unlike the first time when it was just before the dawn). It was a sunny morning... but to my surprise.... I drove my way straight towards the same road, I was really shocked!...
I drive instinctively and fast, this is what I got used to in Slalom Driving... but what happened is quite extraordinary.
So I decided to just go ahead and pay them a visit.
On my way there, a bystander asked me where I am going, I told him to my Grandfathers Moseleum... He said, wait, the caretaker will bring you there because she holds the key to the gates.
It felt like it was only yesterday when I was still a child... we used to have family reunions here during All souls day... our Moseleum had a Mezzanine floor (quite unusual for any moseleum; It's probably the only one in Davao... or the world - not sure), My Uncles would play Mahjong downstairs if I recall correctly, us children would be playing in the grassy lawn outside or play with melted candles. I have always thought this place was much larger then... now, It seems smaller... but nothing has changed... except for the deterioration of the paint and accumulation of dirt, moss and some plants on the walls of the building.
The last time I saw this was 1976... there were only 2 tombs then... My Grandfather and Mariano... but I am not sure if the tomb tablets of my great Grand Parents were already there that time...
I remember we would burn grass and the children would hop over it... before we leave the place.
I forgot doing that this time... since I didn't have a lighter with me since I don't smoke. However, I was able to have 5 candles lit... courtesy of the caretaker.
Seeing the neglect of this place, broke my heart again.
If you notice... The Dutertes Moseleum is also our neighbor... just a lot away. This particular spot is the prime spot in the cemetery... it's specially for the Elites of Davao City that time... still is anyway. The only difference of our spot is... everyone neglected it. The Adsministrator should be the one taking care of it... his son holding a high position in the electric company, should keep this spot with electricity... it used to have... as well as water since it has it's own toilet and bathroom as well. But I am not sure it there is still water, however, I saw some clothes hanging on a cloth line up the mezzanine.
People die... but Relationships do not.
I see no reason why it should.
http://quiricoluga.blogspot.com
Special Music from Jo Stafford... "Old Acquaintance" and "Long ago and far away".
They give justice to the message.
I hope youtube wont mute this.
It is for educational purpose only.
This is weird... I just noticed it now.
ReplyDeleteQuirico Luga died October 5, 1967.
He was buried October 14, 1967..
I was born October 19, 1967.
5 + 14 = 19
Is this a coincidence?
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