An Ace tribute
It’s a good thing to see your friends again after a long time. The situation of the meeting, on the other hand, is a different thing.
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When I received a text message that Ace Pasco, former Sports Editor of the Varsitarian, died because of stroke due to asthma, I was shocked (considering that I was receiving "Inday" jokes from the same texter) and verified this news to another friend.
"Totoo ba to?" I asked.
The reply I got was a simple "Totoo."
I was thinking, how could that be? He was just, what, 26 years old? He just got married and has a one-year old kid. He was on a roll with his sports writing stint at a local newspaper.
And then all gone, just like that.
He is to be buried during the weekend, so with a couple of friends we went to the funeral home in Marikina.
I was feeling weird, not because I was feeling the spirits around (I don’t have that kind of "power"), but because first, it was a reunion of sorts for the V people and second, he was one of two people I know who died before they reached 30.
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It was during my last year at the V when Ace came in as a sports writer. We were not close like barkada or something, but I got to know him as a guy who always had a smile on his face. Writing was his skill, sports was his passion. He and the other V guys regularly played basketball, whether in the Seminary Gym or wherever.
After I graduated I didn’t see much of him (since I rarely went to UST). The next time I saw him again, if I’m not mistaken, was here in Friendster.
Never thought that would be the last.
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Carly is right, people come and go.
It’s just all too weird why such young people have to be the first to leave.
Be at peace, Ace. We be missing you.
