Now that much of Leyte is decrepit, no thanks to the super typhoon, one would think that Christmas–or any semblance of it–is a goner. Or didn’t you know that life goes in ebbs and flows; that into each life some super typhoon must fall?
We are saying this because adversity is not foreign to us–and neither should it be to you.
Let us start this discourse with a throwback: Unofficially, Guinarona became a parish in 1969, through the efforts of Msgr. Esteban Justimbaste. Fr. Dira was its first parish priest. (On November 5, 1971, with pomp and hoopla, Guinarona was inaugurated as a new parish by Msgr. Manuel Salvador, Bishop of Palo.) Back then, our national highway was a far cry from what is is today–it was a macadam road, very bumpy, very dusty. Our streets were as dark as an ashfall. Carabaos made a mess of them, their dungs…
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