January 18 in 1970 was a Sunday.
Sporadic student-led demonstrations were building up into a national cauldron of simmering resentment against The Establishment. Eight days later on a Monday of the 26th, the colors of dissent came together before finally exploding into a common rage against the dying of the light on a Friday of the 30th. The First Quarter Storm has begun.
Meanwhile 7,307 miles away in The Coliseum at Los Angeles, the National Football League’s East and West teams played for the last time for the 1970 Pro Bowl before merging with the American Football League. The West won 16-13.
January 18 in 2009 is a Sunday.
It is the 3rd Sunday of the month when boys and girls just out of infancy are paraded in ornate floats of deep red in commemoration of that day in 1521 when Rajah Humabon became a Catholic and his wife gifted with an image of the Sto. Nino by their Ninong Ferdinand Magellan.
Some 44 years later, Miguel Lopez de Legazpi came back and found the same Sto. Nino in the ashes of a subdued village and built a church on the site. The Anito’s Sinulog has become the ritual of the Nino.
I turned 39 today and being the Nino’s feast day, may I just go back to that age when birthday wishes come true…
But then again, a renewal of my flickr pro account might be just fine. :-D