Happy Birthday to my Kuya Joey (in NJ) & Victor (in Vietnam).
Kuya Joey has been my best friend since our childhood days. It has been almost 20 years ago (i.e. since April 24, 1986) that he opted to migrate to the US to join his wife and son. The first 3 years were heartbreaking-at a time where only snail mail was available, every long distance phone call from him would end up in tears, it was hard to hold back. We were playmates till the time he was leaving and I was still looking for a job then. Every night/day I would stand at the garage waiting for him to park the car when he arrived home, and spend the night away till the wee hours of the morning just playing crazy 8s with him. We never got bored doing the same things over and over. At the dinner table, you should be fast enough to get your share of bangus belly and spaghetti, otherwise, after you get a meager portion as a first serving, he would eat up all the rest. He is the "George Javier" of the family, not only because of the similarity in looks, but because he can crack jokes that would make you laugh so hard, you could die laughing. After all these years though, he looks more like Rico Puno, though I still have to hear him croak a tune to see if he can also be a singer like him.
Victor is similar to my Kuya Joey in the sense that he is the life of the party. He may not be able to crack as many jokes, but every word he utters would make every listener so amused and excited on what he is telling you about. It was only once when I had the chance to travel in Bangkok with him and another friend, Hyat. He was truly an enjoyable and fun companion to travel with.
To both of you, may you continue to give joy and laughter to many people.
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