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About St. Nick

By Juaniyo Arcellana | December 29, 2008 - 12:00am

I learned about Nick Joaquin (NJ, from hereon) because he was my father’s kumpare. NJ was the ninong of my elder brother Joey, so he always seemed to be around the house whenever it was Christmas or some such...

Arts and Culture

So long, St. Nick

By Juaniyo Arcellana | May 3, 2004 - 12:00am

When we were kids he used to come around during the holidays and hand us younger ones some bills for aguinaldo and his godson, my elder brother Joey, a special toy and some money too. His voice always went boom booming...

Arts and Culture