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In the office I am invariably called Sir Jerry.
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One night last week I was with my eldest daughter Carmel Jamaica, 19, at a fastfood diner at Fuente, having a late dinner from the office where she dropped by after school, a habit she occasionally engages in.


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Names we are known by

By Jerry Tundag | October 24, 2011 - 12:00am

In the office I am invariably called Sir Jerry.

Freeman Opinion

"Beatleogy"

By Jerry Tundag | March 23, 2009 - 12:00am

My eldest daughter Carmel Jamaica was going through the pages of a newspaper when she saw an article she knew would make me drop whatever it was I was doing.

Freeman Opinion

Nothing is more liberating than freedom

By Jerry Tundag | February 22, 2006 - 12:00am

In a few days, the nation will celebrate, in varying ways, the 20th anniversary of Edsa I or People Power I or whatever the February 22-26, 1986 upheaval that forced the dictator Ferdinand Marcos from power has come...

Freeman Opinion

One late night at Fuente

By Jerry Tundag | October 5, 2005 - 12:00am

I am no lip-reader, but I know, as do probably most people, when my name is being uttered by another. And so, based on that assumption, let me proceed with this tale, which I find both funny and revealing. One night...

Freeman Opinion