Edgar J. Tamayo writes 30

The week my father died, he was still sharp in mind and intellect. He was recently in April enjoying with his brother recalling their childhood memories. In his last days he was more updated than me on CNN news and NBA and PBA games. His death was so sudden I still can't believe it happened. But God knows what's good for him. I miss my Papa.

My father was the best and brightest, in many Sciences. He was Valedictorian in grade school and high school. He was a String Theorist along with a "girlfriend" colleague of his (writing papers under international names). We were Star Trek. A brother of his was a warp drive theorist.

My father really wanted me to be a Lawyer, even at this old age of mine. But we were lawyers already (me and him and my mother); we were authoring Constitutions. 

My father remembers it was him who divided Masbate into Districts. What he can't recall was that he did that too for the US, and named its new States or cities.

He was my own "Jesus of Nazareth", and perhaps the setter of my music style.

After my father's interment on May 26 we were caught by traffic going home. So we downloaded Waze to the new Oppo F11 phone. So I recalled I created Waze too, or again maybe just in the names.

But really now I know some of my messages praising him and mentioning his achievements were prelude to eulogies. He was the best and brightest in many Sciences, and a good dad. 

Rest in Peace, Papa.
We love you!

Go to Heaven, Go to God Papa!

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Rest In Peace

Edgar Jores Tamayo, former Manila Bulletin Journalist from 1978-2010. 

Born: April 29, 1947 
Died: May 21, 2019 7:14 PM 
Age: 72 

He died of cardiac arrest and lung failure. 

Wake was held at St. Peter's Chapels Quezon Avenue from May 23-25, 2019. His remains were buried at Paraiso Memorial Park, San Mateo, Rizal on May 26, 2019. 

He is survived by his wife Josefina, sons Gerald, Felix Angelo, and Edgar Jr., his mother Violeta, and twelve brothers and sisters. 

We ask friends and relatives to pray for the eternal repose of his soul. 

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