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All Dressed Up

Sixty years ago my great-grandfather, John B. Lacson, started the Iloilo Maritime Academy. That school has now evolved into the John B. Lacson Foundation Maritime University. We celebrated the sixtieth anniversary of his school this evening. In honor of this event we put on our formal Filipino attire.


The event was held in the evening, so Danny was not able to attend, hence his more casual attire.

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There are times . . .

when I really miss being in the States. Right now in Maryland the weather is getting very cold, and there might be snow in the forecast. I miss the smells of winter and the cool crisp air. I also miss the first world comforts that I have taken for granted for so many years. In that regard, I miss how most first world countries are usually much cleaner. I also miss living and working in a temperature controlled environment, where I am hardly every sticky with sweat or humidity. Also the Filipino way of doing things is different--not necessarily better or worse, just different. I guess I will go through this all throughout my missionary career. While Iloilo is my home, I still feel like a foreigner. While I love my life here, I am still a citizen of two worlds, calling two VERY different places home.