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Don Antonio de las Alas and my father were close friends, calling each other “primo”. Don Antonio’s daughter Menchu A. Concepcion has often told me we are related.
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                    [Summary] => Sometime in 1993, in Geneva, Switzerland, where information on the latest technological wonders are received in the timeliest manner, I remember a conversation I had with the head of the United States delegation to a conference on the emerging technologies, Ambassador Travis Marshall. It was at a lunch hosted by Travis held at the Hotel Richmonde. There were only four of us, and the only other lady guest was then the Philippine representative to the United Nations Agencies in Geneva, Ambassador Ching Escaler.


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                    [Summary] => Be at my house before seven," Ching said. I was so tired the night before I just went to bed. I awoke at five in the morning the next day, got ready, chased after cabs and arrived 10 minutes early, just as Ching came driving in after a trip to the gas station. But we had to wait for Connie. We left at around eight past, arrived at around 11 past, had lunch. My stomach felt full and heavy. I must have over-eaten and over-drank last night, I thought. The day stretched ahead of us.
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Don Antonio de las Alas: A tribute from his kin

By SUNDRY STROKES | February 17, 2010 - 12:00am

Don Antonio de las Alas and my father were close friends, calling each other “primo”. Don Antonio’s daughter Menchu A. Concepcion has often told me we are related.

Opinion

Hyperlinking is okay, deep-linking is not

By HINDSIGHT By Josefina T. Lichauco | May 1, 2006 - 12:00am

Sometime in 1993, in Geneva, Switzerland, where information on the latest technological wonders are received in the timeliest manner, I remember a conversation I had with the head of the United States delegation...

Lifestyle Business

What does ‘50 years’ mean?

By Barbara Gonzalez-Ventura | March 4, 2006 - 12:00am

Be at my house before seven," Ching said. I was so tired the night before I just went to bed. I awoke at five in the morning the next day, got ready, chased after cabs and arrived 10 minutes early, just as Ching...

Modern Living