 |
| Ignacio Jaranilla - Salvacion Casiple Family |
His siblings are Nestor “Tony” Jaranilla, Gil C. Jaranilla , Ignacio “Jun” Jaranilla Jr, Wilfredo “Nonoy” Jaranilla, Eduardo "Noni" Jaranilla, Virginia "Inday" Jaranilla, Dehlia Jaranilla, Lacson "Boy" Jaranilla, Ramon "Ramonet" Jaranilla, and Cesar Jaranilla
Born October 18th 1936 in Iloilo, he witnessed firsthand the Japanese war. He said he remembered being carried on his father’s shoulders and walking long distances, away from danger.
When Wilhelm was a child he already had a fascination for bikes and vehicles. He created a device made of wood, a single wheel on front, and a stick for steering it. According to him he would go to the market with this contraption on his shoulder imitating a bike. Whatever he buys at the market he would place it on the cross that serves as a handle bar. I could imagine him smiling while driving through soil, rocks, and pebbles.
He took Civil Engineering during college, and because of his love for bikes, he once used his tuition money to buy one. He got in trouble for this. And speaking of trouble, he once was caught driving a jeepney either without a license or registration, or both. Since it was a Friday, he had to spend the weekend in jail. He said he cried and would never want to experience that again.
Hoping for a better life, he left Iloilo and took a chance migrating to Manila without any assurance that someone will take him in. He slept at the pier the first few days when he arrived. There was also an incident when someone there was trying to sell him a fake watch with what seemed like toothpicks as hour and minute hands. Maybe this was a modus of gang members then when they see a new comer. When he refused to buy it, they chased him and wanted to beat him up. Luckily, he escaped.
When he went to their close relative, he was scolded and told that life in Manila is not what he expected, and that he should go back home. According to him he did not expect that reaction especially coming from a close relative. He then found work by delivering newspapers to office buildings. During collection of payments he would bring a “Bayong” (bag made of weaved dry leaves) and these bags were full of money when he returns.
He also worked for Victorino Yenko (Mr. Yenko as he fondly calls him) under the supervision of Sergio Yenko. This was also the time when he met his wife Angelita Amador who hailed from Atimonan Quezon and working as a DJ at Victorino Yenko's radio station DZYB.
Some of his fondest memories was riding his bike to work. His wife witnessed how he took care of his bicycle by constantly cleaning and oiling it. He also bought bikes for his two sons, taught them to ride and how to properly take care of them.
His last work was a plant supervisor at National Housing Corporation. This was the time he already had money to buy a motorcycle and a vehicle. He once bought a vintage car which the neighbors laughed at. It did not take long when he finally sold it. That vehicle if it was kept in good condition would have been worth millions by now.
When he was still working, he also took his kids to and from school and some neighbors even carpooled with him. I believe he saw opportunity here because after he retired from his desk job, school service became his full-time job.
On the weekends, he will also get contracts for product promotions. He had five children and he was making ends meet. He was driving all the time that his back already became callused.
Aside from his love for wheels, he also loved tools. Most of the small jobs that needs to be done with the vehicles, he would do it. He is also very meticulous when it comes to quality of work.
He loves to eat. The common restaurants that he brings his family to are Ma Mun Luk and Dory Wong. He would eat almost anything, and this became a problem for him in the future. He also loved to bring his family to relatives living in the provinces or nearby cities.
One thing I could say about Wilhelm is that he is a dedicated father. He had always been there for his children and never asked for anything in return. There were nights or wee hours in the morning when he would patiently sit on his vehicle waiting for his child finish his or her shift from work. Regardless even if he needs to wake up early to do his school service job.
He was always there, waiting and making sure that his children goes home safe, even if they are not living with them anymore. When they were young, he was very strict on his "be home by 6PM" rule.
During his old age he would still show up at his children's house just to bring them a tray of eggs, stay for a minute, then leave. He really loved them.
Although his age reached more than 70 years old, he had a lot of health issues namely hypertension, blocked arteries, heart enlargement, bladder stones, diabetes, and finally colon cancer.
My father, Wilhelm Jaranilla died on a Tuesday morning of June 5, 2012. I held his head while looking at his eyes and was trying to figure out what he was trying to say. He was nodding his head as if pleading and saying that he still doesn't want to go, until finally he just faded away. My siblings were also there holding his hand and praying.
Where ever he is right now, I hope that we will meet again someday, as I want to thank him again and tell him what a wonderful person and father he was.
When he was still working, he also took his kids to and from school and some neighbors even carpooled with him. I believe he saw opportunity here because after he retired from his desk job, school service became his full-time job.
On the weekends, he will also get contracts for product promotions. He had five children and he was making ends meet. He was driving all the time that his back already became callused.
Aside from his love for wheels, he also loved tools. Most of the small jobs that needs to be done with the vehicles, he would do it. He is also very meticulous when it comes to quality of work.
He loves to eat. The common restaurants that he brings his family to are Ma Mun Luk and Dory Wong. He would eat almost anything, and this became a problem for him in the future. He also loved to bring his family to relatives living in the provinces or nearby cities.
One thing I could say about Wilhelm is that he is a dedicated father. He had always been there for his children and never asked for anything in return. There were nights or wee hours in the morning when he would patiently sit on his vehicle waiting for his child finish his or her shift from work. Regardless even if he needs to wake up early to do his school service job.
He was always there, waiting and making sure that his children goes home safe, even if they are not living with them anymore. When they were young, he was very strict on his "be home by 6PM" rule.
During his old age he would still show up at his children's house just to bring them a tray of eggs, stay for a minute, then leave. He really loved them.
 |
| Wilhelm and Angelita |
My father, Wilhelm Jaranilla died on a Tuesday morning of June 5, 2012. I held his head while looking at his eyes and was trying to figure out what he was trying to say. He was nodding his head as if pleading and saying that he still doesn't want to go, until finally he just faded away. My siblings were also there holding his hand and praying.
Where ever he is right now, I hope that we will meet again someday, as I want to thank him again and tell him what a wonderful person and father he was.
For comments and prayers, his Facebook Page is https://web.facebook.com/wilhelm.jaranilla.9
Related post: My Top Three (3) Life Lessons I Learned From My Father
Comments
Post a Comment