This is the yellowish picture of my father. It is in my grandmother's house in Batangas and since we were there last weekend, I took a photo of his framed photo. He was a sergeant at the Philippine Army when he was still alive. But he went AWOL for some years before he died. I was only in high school then, living in Pasig with my mother and he was in Batangas with my sister.
This is the only picture I have of my dad and I feel suddenly so lonely that he didn't get a chance to meet my husband and kids. But I am sure to tell my kid's stories about my father so that they will know him as a person, and not just a man in a yellowish picture.