Stars remember their dead idols
As All Saints’ Day approaches, our thoughts turn to the dearly departed.
I asked some celebrities to name the famous person(s) whose death had a profound impact on them.
For me, it’s Michael Jackson. As a true blue MJ fanatic, I remain inconsolable when I remember his untimely demise. Of course it goes without saying that my Mom’s death left a void in my heart. I suffer the unbearable pain of missing her on a daily basis.
Whoever your deceased heroes are, may their wonderful memories keep you going. Let’s just find comfort in the thought that they left ahead to reserve a special place for us up above. Their love didn’t die with them. It’s here to stay.
Mario O’Hara and Dolphy. I saw the last play that Mario wrote, “Stageshow,” this month at the CCP (Cultural Center of the Philippines). His scripts for TV, stage and film were always relevant. He had a unique voice and was always committed to and passionate about his art. Dolphy’s genius and generosity as an actor will be missed, especially now that the [Metro Manila Film Festival] is near. Their kind could never be replaced. Their works and my sweet encounters with them will always be alive in my memory.
My friends Francis M, Wyngard Tracy and Nico Fajardo. Aside from family, it’s friends leaving that reminds us of our mortality. We are here for a very short time, compared to what’s in store for us in God’s Kingdom. Let us love each other more, be kind and take care of this beautiful planet.
Tito Douglas Quijano. He was one of the kindest, wisest, most generous persons I was ever blessed to know. I miss him everyday. He was my first best friend. His greatest gift was his nurturing spirit. He loved making people happy. That was his brand of personal joy.
Tito Dolphy. I became a comedian because of him. I used to watch him when I was little; I still watch his old movies. He had unique timing in comedy. He was a very nice and humble man. Comedy will never be the same without him.
Princess Diana. She died lonely. She never got a chance to love and be loved again.
Wyngard Tracy. I will never forget him. I was a TV police reporter when I consulted him regarding my career. He was very frank to say, ‘Di ba bakla ka? Bakit nagpapanggap ka pa? Magladlad ka, magkaka-karir ka.’” I left my job and became a radio jock, which led me to TV hosting. Thank You, Sir Wyngard. I’m happy and yes, gay!