Liwayway Nora Angeles

Toting and I are both from Morong, Rizal, Philippines, so we grew up in the same town and went to the same school. Being three years older, he was three grades ahead of me, so I didn’t know him, though he said he knew me. He said he saw me often as a young thin girl, sometimes in our drugstore, when he went to swim with other young boys in the river behind our house. I studied in Manila after finishing the elementary grades in 5 years, instead of seven, having been accelerated twice. I graduated as First Honourable Mention (3rd), but he graduated as valedictorian.

Tatay Emo (my father) was still studying in UST finishing medicine, after finishing Pharmacy at CEU, and we both boarded in Tio Quintin’s (my uncle) and Tia Menay’s (his aunt) house in P. Noval, Sampaloc. It was near Mapa High School where I studied, and near UST where Tatay Emo studied.

I was already 2nd or 3rd year in the high school when Toting moved from Tio Pepe (an uncle) to P. Noval. That was when and where I first saw him. He was very quiet and seldom spoke. I don’t remember his ever talking to me directly. I remember I considered him a “nerd” in present parlance, and besides I was only 12 or 13 years old at the time. But that was where and when we first met.

I graduated from high school in 1939, when I was 15 years old. I enrolled at the University of the Philippines to take BSE (Education). I was in the 3rd year of my course when the Japanese-American War broke out, Dec. 1941. All students were forced to go back home and classes were suspended. It was about that time when he started writing me love letters. By that time he was a graduating Civil Engineering student at MIT (Mapua Institute of Technology) but he also had to stop. Then Mapua considered them (all 4th year students) graduates and invited them to get their diplomas from the school. He became a guerilla officer – i.e. men who couldn’t accept the Japanese rule, stayed in the mountains rather than live in the town, where the “Japs” could apprehend them.

During the Japanese occupation, aside from writing letters, he would visit me once in a while at night, while I was in the drugstore. Tatay Emo was already a doctor then. When the Americans returned, I continued my studies in UP but instead of staying in P Noval, Tatay Emo immediately transferred me to Vira’s place in Quiapo, especially when he learned that Toting was staying in P Noval to review for his Board Exam. I stayed there for many years.

Toting also visited me in Quiapo until I finished BSE, taught in Gregg Business College, High School Dept, and continued to a Master’s Degree at Far Eastern University (late afternoon and night). It was quite convenient for me because Vira’s place was only two blocks from FEU. By then, Toting was working at Pacific Agencies, an American company indenting machineries from the US.

I promised my father that I wouldn’t have a boyfriend until I finished my studies and I kept my word. After getting my M.A. degree, as usual, I went home to Morong for the summer vacation. During all this time, Toting kept writing (his job took him to different provinces) and visiting me at home. In dances too, whenever there were town dances, he would take the opportunity to remind me that he was still around and waiting. Finally I realized that he truly loved me and I developed some feelings for him too. I finally wrote him what I could not say to him directly in so many words. That was June, 1948 (7 years after he started courting).

After such a long off-and-on courtship, our engagement was very short in comparison, about three months. He talked to me of marriage soon after my acceptance. We agreed and planned to get married that Dec 1948. That June, I went back to Manila to start the school year at Gregg. Toting, who was then in Manila, used to fetch me from Trabaho St (where I lived at the time, with Tia Minang and her children, who were working). He would drop me off at Gregg and then go to his office. At times he would pass by Quiapo Church for a short visit. One time we had breakfast at a restaurant in Quiapo. At other times, we went to Baclaran after office hours and made a “novena” to “Our Lady of Perpetual Help”. Once, we walked the whole length of the Boulevard, resting only once under a tree, where we sat and talked – while cars and people passed about us. He was no longer a “no talk” anymore. After resting and talking, we went to one of the many restaurants on Dewey and had supper, before he took me home to Trabaho. I don’t remember having had a formal “date” with him.

One Sunday morning in Morong, he asked if his parents could come and formally asked for my hand, from my parents. Tio Quintin and two others, carrying a bottle of wine, came and talked to my parents. I didn’t know what they agreed upon. Later my father told me that the wedding would be two months later, September. I was shocked and unprepared for such a short period to do all the preparation for the most important occasion in our lives. However, since it was already formally arranged and a matter of honoring their word, my protests were useless. Apparently, Toting’s mother wanted it to be as soon as possible, so that I wouldn’t have any chance to back out anymore. She knew how long her son had been courting me, and she didn’t want anything to happen. On the other hand, my father too, did not believe in long engagements, so between the two families an early wedding was arranged. That was how we got married on Sept. 12, 1948.

OUR WEDDING DAY:

It was a Sunday, September 12, 1948. The day started as a beautiful morning, with the weather perfect. I woke up very early for there were many things to do. Soon, friends and relatives came to help me prepare myself. Vira, who made my beautiful wedding dress helped me with it; someone also arranged my hair, and another put on my make-up to make me look good enough for this – our wedding day.

The mass was at 9:00am and people were already lining up in the short distance between our house, a few meters from the church, and the church door. I felt shy to walk to church in my finery, so I had to ride in a car.

I walked down the long aisle by my father’s side. He looked sad for I know he didn’t want to give me away. Toting was waiting for us at the altar and he took my father’s place and led me to the two seats near the altar.

The mass and the wedding took place but it’s now a happy memory. I remember saying “I DO” and heard him saying the same words. I remember him putting the ring on my right finger and me doing the same on his. I remember his best man, Tancio Gonzalez and his cousin Johnny; my bridesmaid Nene Geronimo, our flower girl, Nani Galan, Vira’s niece and our wedding sponsors – Atty DH and Mrs Felicisima Soriano; and Toting’s uncle and auntie, Mr. and Mrs. Jose B. Angeles.

After the wedding, we walked back to our house, with the people from the market nearby, our friends, our relatives, and the curious looking on smiling at us. I was elated and felt like walking on clouds with shyness as well as pride, as well as joy.

Our reception was held in a specially constructed bamboo structure built the day before and to be taken down in the afternoon. When most people have had their fill of the feast prepared since dawn that day (c/o the man’s family), Toting and I – he with a bottle of wine, and I with a platter of “nga nga”, went around the guests with a popular elderly woman (Inra Dosia) who heckled the guests and cracked jokes so they would dish out some “panganga” for us. Toting gave the men some wine and I would offer the women, and some men, the “nganga”. In return, as was the custom (still is, I believe) people placed money on the platter. The Rizal Governor, at the time, Dr. Sixto Antonio, a small man with a big heart, was one of our special guests and he gave something. Inra Dosia heckled him and said it was too small (pandak) and as “pandak” as he was. Of course people laughed, including the governor himself, and added more. This was a common practice to make the occasion merry, and keep the crowd laughing.

HONEYMOON MEMORIES:

The festivities lasted till early afternoon. Then we changed into casual clothes and in a processionlike manner, led the people (who helped in the preparation of food) with their big baskets (kaing) full of plates, cookware, food from the feast, etc. from our house in the middle of the town, to their house in Sagbat – a long distance which we walked. Some were playing guitars and some elderly women danced all the way. This was in accordance with the traditional custom “lipat” (transfer) from the bride’s house to that of the groom’s (the groom’s side prepared the feast).

More festivities and eating followed until late afternoon, when the guests left. We (Toting and I) rested a while and then returned to our house, to look at our gifts. By the time we finished, it was nighttime and we realized that we were tired and needed to rest. And so we did!

It was a full but glorious day for both of us!

SEPTEMBER 12, 1998:

The best tribute from our family, that I shall treasure is this – our 50th wedding anniversary celebration! They, the family, planned the activities; assignment of tasks for each of them; preparing invitations (very special) selecting a lovely place to hold the festivities – reception, the church service; the 3-tiered cake, the disc jockey for the dance; reserving the rooms in the Guild Inn; the program, where all of them and their children participated. Tatay and I just prepared the clothes we wore and gave a list of people we wanted to include in the guest list. It was so reassuring to know that everything was being done without us having to work for them.

There was even a welcome dinner for the whole family to greet those from San Francisco, Los Angeles and Michigan, and again, a last or going-away lunch for the same group of people at a Chinese Restaurant. Can there be a better tribute than that?

Our anniversary celebration was given by our children at the Studio, Guild Inn, Guildwood, Ontario. The mass included a renewal of our marriage vows, readings by Linda, Dean, Ellen and Sencio and general intercessions by our seven children.

The reception was at “The Studio”, a separate building from the Inn itself, with a big room for the dinner, where we had a long main head table at an elevated space in front, and eight round tables where the guests were distributed (seating arrangements by Nora) with our seven children and their families with each table, and with Jensen and Justin with the eighth table. There was a program where Tatay had a short talk, a prayer by me, talks by each of our children and their spouses and parts performed by them and/or their children. It was a fun time.

PLACES WE LIVED IN:

The first place we stayed in was in an apartment in Trabaho St, Manila. We stayed there with Tia Minang (my mother’s sister) and her two daughters, Ading and Elisa. We then moved to a 1st floor apartment in P. Noval (#585) the house owned by Tio Quintin and Tia Menay where I used to board when I was in high school. He too stayed there when he was in Mapua many years ago.

When I was about to deliver our first child, Nora (July 1949) and I went on maternity leave, we went home to Morong and stayed with Tatay and Nanay Puti. I did not return to Gregg Business College when I had delivered but taught in Morong High School, where I was assigned adviser of the school paper. Toting worked in Allied Brokerage and continued studying to finish a Mechanical Engineering Course, using his guerilla privilege to study. It would have been his second degree, his first one was Civil Engineering, from the same school.

In 1950 (December) we went to Balik-Balik, where Papa Justo Sr and Mama and family lived. It was just for the Christmas vacation, but I delivered our second child in Mary Chiles Hospital, Sampaloc while we were there. It was December 1950. We stayed for one or two months of my leave.

We went back to Morong for a few more years, I to continue working in Morong High School (again, staying with Tatay and Nanay) and Toting still at Allied Brokerage. At about this time I persuaded Toting to leave his job at Allied, which was unrelated to his degree, CE and go back to Manila to try his luck in the construction business. I got a public school job at Torres High School, we were not afraid to try risking living on just my pay. So we went back to Balik-Balik where he constructed an additional room for us at the back of Papa and Mama’s house.

In 1954, I got a maternity leave and went to Morong where I delivered Jerry on August 20, 1954. I remember I had to leave our house at the time because grandfather Amba Pito was dying and it was considered bad luck to deliver in the same house. It proved to be false pains, and after Grandpa died, I went back home from our neighbour’s house (Tia Cordia) and once again Tatay Emo made the delivery.

Toting participated in a bidding in the Pasig Capitol and after his first contract, he paid off the P10,000 which we borrowed from Tatay Emo and Nanay Puti. Once again, we moved to P Noval which Toting, per Tio Quintin and Tia Menay’s request, had converted/constructed into a 2-door apartment with up and down floors. It was there that Nora went to her first grade at Juan Luna Elementary School. It was also while we were there that Shane was born on Dec. 5, 1955, at Mary Chiles Hospital.

By that time we were able to save some money from Toting’s construction projects and my teaching job – then at Roxas High School. We decided to build our own house in Capital Subdivision, where we had a lot at San Francisco St. Shane was just over a year old when we moved in to our first house in March 1957. I requested a transfer to E. Rodriguez Memorial School of Arts and Trades which was much nearer to Pasig than Manila, where Roxas High School was. Fortunately my request to transfer was granted so I started in Rodriguez while I was pregnant with Lib, who was born Sept. 11, 1958, just a day before our 10th wedding anniversary. It was also while we were there that Linda was born at the Perpetual Succour Hospital (Dra. Florendo’s) on August 2, 1961, and Danny (John Jeffrey) on March 3, 1963.

Because of the growing and increasing members of our family, we found a need to have an addition to our original 2-bedroom house. The original had an office in the first floor, a small kitchen near the driveway and a dining room adjacent to the kitchen. We also had a completed basement which was a study area for the children, a recreation room and a small bedroom for one or 2 maids. We then, Toting of course did the addition, made another bedroom off the kitchen, a music room off the dining room (with our TV and piano) and the original terrace was enclosed and made into a much bigger dining room. A casual dining area was added, a bigger kitchen, a laundry area, and big, big bedroom for us, Toting and me, with our own dressing room and bathroom. It even had a small porch overlooking the swimming pool, and a stairway leading to the laundry and dirty kitchen.

All our children grew up in Kapitolyo until Nora and Joel finished their courses – Social Work in UP for Nora and Civil Engineering in Mapua for Joel.

By that time, Ellen, Elsie and Linda had migrated to the States. Long before that, Tatay Emo died of a heart attack in 1963. We were all devastated, especially Nanay, but she managed. I got a leave of absence from school and stayed with her in Morong for several months. Ellen married Lito, Elsie married Corky and Linda was single when they went to the U.S.

Nanay Puti joined them, Ellen in San Francisco to help with the kids in 1972. Nora went with her and then moved to Canada and became a Canadian citizen. She then petitioned Jerry after about 2 years and worked – Nora at the Bank of Montreal, in Montreal and Jerry in different jobs.

Toting and the 3 youngest children then migrated to Canada in 1979. I went to visit them once in a while. During one of these visits to Montreal, we bought a small house in Montee, St. Hubert. Both houses were later sold [Nay forgot to mention another small house on Davis St.]. Nora married John Richardson, another BoM employee in 1980. John was transferred by the bank to Toronto in 1981 but Jerome stayed in Montreal, working at The Gazette newspaper as a distributor. When Nora and John moved to Toronto, Tatay and the 3 younger siblings moved with them staying in an apartment first. We had some money from the sale of our 2 small houses in Montee so we shared with Nora and John in buying a house in Victor Avenue, Toronto with the down payment. John later sold the house and repaid the money to Tatay.

Shane went to the US in 1981, first in San Francisco and then to Texas, where he stayed for several years. Toting returned to the Philippines almost once a year to be with me. By that time Lib had finished her nursing course in Montreal and Linda continued her studies in Toronto’s York University. Jerry and Lib opted to stay in Montreal to work and continue their studies. Jerry continued to a Master’s Degree.

After several years of separation and going back and forth for us (Toronto and Manila or Manila to Toronto) I finally decided in 1985 to quit my position at EARIST. By that time I was then VP and Dean of the Graduate School and EARIST became the school’s new name. I was also in line for the presidency of the school, because I too did not stop studying. I already had an MA in Education before I got married and when I was no longer bearing children, I continued to study until I finished and ED. D. (Doctor of Education degree).

It was painful for me to quit my position because I loved my job, but I love my family more – and all of them except Oel and his family were then in Canada. I could not bear the separation any longer. (p.s. a few months after I quit, Dr. Pada, EARIST President at the time became President of Phil College of Arts and Trades and I was in line but I wasn’t there anymore so they had to get another person from another school. It was hard but I made the right choice in coming here to be with Toting and our children.

I worked at ASAP Wordpro teaching English for a while. Then I was hired by the Coalition of Visible Minority Women (CVMW) to teach English class. I stayed there until 1995, when I retired.

Tatay and I bought this house at Degrassi St in 1986. He reconstructed the rundown place and added a second floor, a recreation room and a complete basement with 2 bedrooms and an office (for him).

Lib, Dee and Danny stayed with us for some time and then they found partners in life and got married, Danny, Lib and then Linda. [it was actually Linda, Danny and then Lib]. They then had their houses as soon as they could afford to.

Shane and Jerry, who then came to Toronto at about that time, stayed with us at Degrassi until Jerry married and put in a down payment for a house of their own. Shane and Chat then lived in the 2nd floor of the house until Justin was born. Soon after, they bought a house in Scarborough which is nearer the Bank of Montreal branch where Shane works.

Now we are back where we started – just the two of us together. We go to movies 3 or 4 times a month when health and weather permit; we are active at St. Ann’s Church and I volunteer at Silayan Centre. We have a good life, and we are thankful to God for his countless blessings, Amen!

OUR TRAVELS AND INTERESTS:

Justo and I have many interests, some of which we share, and some, we differ in. Those that are common to both of us are: stepping out about once a week – to watch a movie and to eat out. Another common interest is travelling within the country and outside.

When we were raising our children, we didn’t have the time nor the money to follow our inclination. However opportunities

came my way when I was still a VP (even when I was still Dean of Teacher Education) of EARIST in Manila. I had chances to attend conferences almost all over the Philippines – Mindanao, Visayas and Luzon. So I went to Baguio City, Davao City, Cebu, Lucena, Quezon, Leyte, Mindoro and other cities and provinces where there are state colleges and universities. EARIST, my school was, and still is, an active member of PASUC (Phil Assn of State Universities and Colleges). So we were expected to send delegates wherever the conferences were held; and I was a favorite choice of our president then (Dr. H. Nudas) and later Dr. Fred Pada, when he became president and I was his VP and Dean of Graduate School. I even had an opportunity to go to Hawaii (Honolulu) twice in 1973 and 1976 when chosed by the Department of Education Supervisor, to attend courses there (all expenses paid). I was really lucky and God was looking down on me at the time and even now.

In brief, the following are the places Toting and I have been to:

US: San Francisco, Los Angeles, Washington DC, New York, Michigan, Saranac Lake (where President Quezon died), Texas, Georgia, Florida, Maine, Vermont, Lake Placid

CANADA: Toronto, our present home, Montreal, Quebec City, St. Ann’s Quebec, New Brunswick, Fredericton, Nova Scotia, Vancouver, Salmon Arm, Victoria Island, British Columbia, Newfoundland, PEI (to Anne of Green Gables)

EUROPE: (1976 round the world tour) First trip to Europe – with Nora half of the way:

A: France (Paris, Nice, Lourdes, Bourdeau, etc.); Italy (Venice, Capri, Blue Grotto, Rome, Florence, Sorrento, Padua, etc.); Spain (Barcelona, Madrid, Avila, Sevilla); Monaco; Holland (Amsterdam, etc); Switzerland (Lucerne, Berne, etc.); Germany (Cologne, Heidelberg); Belgium (Brussels).

B: With Lib’s dance group representing Canada in 1985: Portugal (Porto, Lisbon, Fatima); Spain (Madrid); Netherlands (Amsterdam)

THE CARIBBEAN AND ASIA (after 1985)

The Bahamas (Nassau, Freeport); Mexico (Cancun); Cuba (Manzanillo, Marea del Portillo); Nepal (Kathmandu); Thailand (Bangkok); Hong Kong

THE PHILIPPINES

Manila, Quezon City; Pasig, Morong, Cardona, Baras, Tanay, Pililla, Quisao, Binangonan, Taytay, etc.; Laguna (Sta Cruz, Pakil); Quezon (Lucena); Leyte (Palo); Mindoro.

OUR FAMILY TIMES:

There have been so many years that have rolled by, that I have forgotten most of the things that have happened when the kids were growing up. They had their fun times together – and one of them was when Danny was still a little kid, believing everything his two older sisters told him. One night (according to Lib) they woke him up and told him to follow them, because they’re leading him to heaven. Danny did and they led him to all the corners of the house, with him following all the way – even out of the small opening in the window grills to go out of the room and so on. Until now when they talk about it, we would all burst out laughing.

Some of the memorable days for me, though maybe not for them are the gardening days when they would be assigned to pull out the weeds in our garden – then later sweep them off. They may not have enjoyed the work time, but they were good times for me because they were learning to work toether at a family chore. Then – there were the days when they all jumped swam in our swimming pool – not from adjacent to the pool. Sometimes Nora invited some friends to swim – so we remember her friends who are still 60 – until now.

When they were older, there were times when we went to the Green Valley Country Club (we were members then) and played bowling, swam in the much bigger pool, and had snacks afterwards in the restaurant overlooking the pool.

There were also party times – the most memorable of which are: Nora’s 18th Bday party (w her UP friends); then Lib’s 18th Bday – more formal (w/gowns) both in the house; and Dee’s own coming out party held at Green Valley. Since she is the last girl in the family the affair was quite “bonga” – with a cotillion arranged and taught by Lib, and of course, there was our 25th Wedding Anniversary celebration in our house, Nanay Puti and Ellen’s family were home from San Francisco at the time, so they were there. Guests also came from EARIST (my school – when I was still the Dean of Teacher’s Education) so our President Dr Nudas and Mrs Nudas and other officials and friends came.

Here in Toronto, every family member’s birthday (including the grandchildren nowadays) was an occasion to get together, eat, and have fun. Aside from those occasions, after mass on Sundays, we usually gather here in the house and have lunch, or at other times in one of the children’s house. We try to maintain the ties among us – even if there are now only 5 of our children here, the other two, Lib and family in Salmon Arm, BC and Dee and family are in the Philippines doing missionary work. [there were 4 here in Toronto, Lib in BC, Dee and Joel in the Phils.] My hope is that even when we’re gone, they would continue to gather together with all the children, and maintain the ties that bind us together as a family.

OUR HOPES FOR THE FUTURE:

God has been good to us. We have had a good life so far – so we are thankful to Him. Our hopes for the future? We shall continue to pray that He be with us, always and in the years we still have, and if it is possible for us to be together. But, whatever it is that God has in store for us, we shall be grateful. We hope too, for a good and happy life/lives for our children and their children. May they be able to live as full and as happy lives as we have had and hope will still have, for our remaining years. Amen!

A MESSAGE TO MY HUSBAND:

From the moment I knew in my heart that you are the man for me, I have loved you and will always love you – until we are called to His Kingdom.

Looking back over our more than fifty years of being together, I realize and I know that you really love me and care for me. I particularly remember that time when we were in Antipolo (where we usually go in May time) we were eating in a restaurant after coming from church. Suddenly, I felt myself getting wet and it did not stop. I told you about it and we immediately went to our car, to go home to Pasig. We passed by our house to get Cardo, our driver, because I think you were too nervous/frightened to drive. You stayed with me at the back seat, holding me, and told Cardo to drive as fast as he could to Perpetual Help Hospital in Manila, where Dra. Florendo immediately gave me a DNC. You were really frightened, panicky in fact, and it showed how much you cared.

Throughout the years, whether we were together or apart, you showed your love. You don’t even allow me to drive by myself, even when I could do it (when we were in the Philippines). You always had time to drive for me or, when I could, you wanted me to go with you wherever you went.

I have never known you to stray – i.e. to look for another woman, so I have not felt any reason to be jealous. I thank God first, and you, for not giving me any heartache in all these years. The reason that my father felt reluctant for me to pick you for my husband was because of what he knew and had been hearing about some Angeles men and their tendency to have roving eyes. Of course every family has its own Casanovas but fortunately, you were and are not one of them, for you have never given me any reason to be jealous.

I know we have had our tiffs and misunderstandings, but we made a promise to each other “not to let the sun set on a quarrel” and we try to stick to it. So if during the day we have a quarrel, we always talk it out before going to bed – or while in bed. Then either you or I apologize (whoever was at fault). We believe it is a wise saying and we try to follow and benefit from it.

The only fault I have found so far – is your tendency to raise your voice, even when you are not angry. When I remind you about this and tell you that I don’t like to hear that kind of voice because I’m easily hurt, you explain that it is because you are excited – not really angry. I now realize that it may be because of your hearing problem, and so I can deal with it better.

I know this is a minor thing – so I thank you very much for being what you are, and for loving me the way you do. As for me, I realize, and I know that I am hard-headed, sensitive, and want to have my way – so I have not been and am not a perfect wife. I try my best to be a good wife, and like you, and never been interested in, nor looked at another man.

My message to you? What I want to say can best be expressed with a few lines from Elizabeth Barrett Browning’s poem (dedicated to her husband Robert Browning):

How do I love thee?

Let me count the ways.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height

My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight

For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.

I love thee to the level of everyday's

Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.

I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;

I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.

I love thee with a passion put to use

In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.

I love thee with a love I seemed to lose

With my lost saints, --- I love thee with the breath,

Smiles, tears, of all my life! --- and, if God grants,

I shall but love thee better after death!!

NANAY'S WORK AND ACHIEVEMENTS

Nanay had always dreamed of becoming a medical doctor like her father before her. She was discouraged from pursuing her dream and became a teacher instead. (B.Sc. Ed., UP). She did her Masters in Adult Studies at Far Eastern University and finally became a doctor in her own right after finishing her doctorate in Anthroplogy. In 1973 and 1976, She attended the East West Center in Hawaii.

Nanay was very much involved in the establishment of the graduate studies at E. Amang Rodriguez Institute of Science and Technology (EARIST) as well as at Thomas Claudio Memorial College (1995) in her hometown of Morong, Rizal. She was the VP of graduate studies at EARIST when she retired to join Tatay and family in Canada.

When she moved to Canada, she got involved with teaching English for the Coalition of Visible Minority Women (CVMW, 1985). It was during her work there that she had the opportunity to meet with Princess Di.

Nanay had a great life and she was respected and admired by many for her dedication to her work, her church, her community, her extended family, her husband and her children. She has accomplished many things but, the most important achievement and example of all would be her love for her husband, Toting, of almost 64 years and the raising of her 7 children. We will miss you, Nay, but you will always be in our hearts and remembered with great love!