Manong Vic, your story is pleasantly novel and completely proven by Sammy Antonio. I heard those stories from my high school classmates who lived in the “pungto ti Macalong”. His name is Antonio Ordonio, a taradiddle among my classmates. He is good telling scary stories, especially in front of the girls. Sometimes we (guys) called him “palabras”…Anyway, I thought that story is purely fiction. My friend Sammy, how are you? How’s McAllen? Did I mention to you that I’d been there? I think so. Hey! Keep posting my friend and join us, I know you are only there watching. To Remi, Alexandria, thank you for the heartfelt condolences.
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To Arsenio, Yes, I always read your stories together with Manong Vic's journals. Yes u mention to me that you've been here in McAllen before. Its a lot different now. Lots of new subdivisions and businesses. Boy Tiglao from San Diego came over not long time ago. Going back to the scary stories, Manong Vic is asking what do I mean when i say "white house"?I am refering to the cemetery. Really, there are lot of scary stories related to this "white house" of Asingan. Incidentally, I am not one of those who encountered such scary experiences. Mine is different. I kinda' like walking home with some friends after a brief escapade in the town plaza during town fiestas. Of course with some friends (girls and boys alike). It was in this dark road with some bad spirit as witness (who knows) that i was able to reap the "yes" of my first girlfriend. As we walked home, dahil sa takot ay napapahawak siya sa aking kamay at tuloy napa-oo ko siya. Kaya siguro hindi kami nagkatuluyan ay masamang mga spiritu ang mga nasa paligid namin. Lesson of the story: not all scary places are scary after all.
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Now, I remember..Yes, I heard that phrase "white house" decades ago when I was still in Gr. 5...
Thanks, guys!
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