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Many years ago I was invited to an unusual birthday party. Unusual because the celebration was in New York while the birthday celebrant was in Manila, one of the American Jesuits (let us call him Tom). In the summer eight o’clock in the evening in New York was eight in the morning in Manila, so at eight precisely we were in telephone conversation with Tom in Manila. There were many at the birthday party and every single one (adults as well as children) spoke to the birthday celebrant.
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The hand of God

By Michelle Dayrit-Soliven | June 24, 2012 - 12:00am

Truth can be as wonderful as any fairy tale.

Allure

The Bell Ringers of the Gesu celebrate their Golden Jubilee

By Jose Mario C. Buñag | November 28, 2010 - 12:00am

A little more than 50 years ago or, to be precise, in the afternoon of March 27, 1960, 195 young men resplendent in their new barong tagalogs gathered at the Ateneo de Manila High School Covered Courts with their...

Starweek Magazine

A mother’s unique prerogative

By AT RANDOM | By Fr. Miguel A. Bernad, SJ | August 14, 2006 - 12:00am

Many years ago I was invited to an unusual birthday party. Unusual because the celebration was in New York while the birthday celebrant was in Manila, one of the American Jesuits (let us call him Tom). In...

Opinion

The church atop the hill

By AT RANDOM | By Fr. Miguel A. Bernad, SJ | October 17, 2005 - 12:00am

As one approaches Culión Island by boat, one sees that only a very small part of this mountainous island is actually inhabited. The rest is forest. But among the buildings the most prominent is the church...

Opinion

Open letter to Kris on Ninoy’s death anniversary

By Wilson Lee Flores | August 21, 2005 - 12:00am

Cowards die many times before their deaths: The valiant never taste of death but once. –William Shakespeare, Julius Caesar I believe that imagination is stronger than knowledge, that myth is more potent than...

Sunday Lifestyle

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