Pedro P. Santiago

Dear Tatang, I remember the times we spent together watching TV in the basement, having meals together, and talking. I am sorry for the times I’ve disrupted your sleep when I’d knock on your window to open the door for me. You have kept me company and shown me kindness at the time I needed them most. I pray to God that you are happy and are smiling at us as we try to remember you and your life, in our own little way, during the visitation and service. Myleen