Yearly Archives: 2013

Repilot

Hi friends. I’ve been neglecting my blog again. Bad Dean!

Expect a flurry of updates from my life in the past few months. A lot has happened and I’ve grown quite the backlog of shareable artsy/documentarian type photos. I have been doing well at a new job, shared life events with many of my friends and family, moved into a new apartment, and grown and traveled a whole lot in the past year. Here’s hoping I can keep that trend going.

I shoot extremely sparsely these days and I know I should try to pick up my trusty old 1D more often. I will try harder.

They say that the best camera is the one you have with you, so I picked up a mirrorless camera with a more forgiving form factor for taking to bars/concerts/happy places and have started taking cell phone photography as more than just a gimmick. Check out my instagram through the button below:

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PS. I’ve noticed most of my older photos are gone. I thought that I had transferred them over along with my old wordpress.com website. I’ll have to take a look into that.

A Grand Father’s Day

This is the eulogy my father gave for my grandfather when he passed away ten years ago, this past January. I miss him dearly and dwell frequently on the life lessons that I gained just from him being around during my childhood. It’s worth a read if you’ve got some time and are interested in my family history.

scan0003Simkins Funeral Home

6251 W. Dempster St., Morton Grove, IL 60053, USA

Eulogy to Tatang / Vicente Santarinala
January 10, 2003

On behalf of everyone in our family; Deanne –my partner for life and our three children, Ian, Sheila, and Dean, my older sister Inne, and my aunt Regalada –who is now the only surviving out of the 6 siblings of my father, my brothers – Cecilio, Severino, Fernando, and my younger sister, Gloria, along with their respective families who are now waiting for our father’s coming home to the Philippines, I thank you for coming tonight to join us in prayers and to remember the life of our father. 

On May 4, 2001, we tendered a surprise party for my father’s 91st birthday here in Chicago. We planned to put on a formal Filipino wear on him and told him that he would be a principal sponsor to one of our extended family member’s wedding. My younger sister from the Philippines sent him the native barong that is on him now. When he received it , he wondered and said , “Why would your sister send me an outfit like this that would be more fit to wear on my ‘THE END ? – meaning his passing away’”. My father had such a good time in that party, he even delivered a poem in Filipino. Much of the honoring that I will tell you today, my father heard in person in our native language —Tagalog. He was so thrilled when I was giving him honors that he kept interrupting me by adding to what I was missing. Tonight, I feel so blessed that the honors I will tell you to extol our father , were heard by him in person and he was obviously very pleased.

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