The Other Women Who Have Touched My Life

This is my response to the inquiry on the other women who have touched my life for the StoryWorth Book of Memories. The following photos are some of the other women that have touched my life besides my Mother ( Paz Barrido Balleza Katague-RIP) and my spouse for over 63 years ( Macrine(a) Nieva Jambalos (RIP).

These photos are not deepfakes( my article the other day) but real from my extensive photo collection compiled for the last 4 decades.

Macrine( bride) and Sister Guia ( bridesmaid), Katague-Jambalos Wedding May 8, 1957

The Four Sisters( Fe, Sister Guia, Charro and Jean) of Macrine and First Cousin, Angie Jambalos Aulds, 2015.   I love my four sisters-in-law and Angie too.

Dinah and Elaine, 2014

Ditas and Carenna, 2016

Grand Daughter, Alix Katague at Cornell University Gardens, 2014

Grand Daughter, Marina Katague High School Graduation Photo

Grand Daughter, Carenna Katague Thompson, 2016

Daughter Ditas and Me, 1982

Grand Daughters Marina and Alix Katague-Daughters of Dodie Katague-my oldest son, 2014

Dinah and Elaine, 2016

Carenna with her guitar getting ready for her singing weekly night club gig

My Three Sisters, Myrla, Agnes and Amor, 2014

 

Macrine's niece, Yuka Maeda Chilan-Had been very thoughtful during Macrine's passing away for this whole year along with her family. 

 

Mama Elena with her step-Mother ( Lola Elving Sarmiento) and Step Sisters and Brother ( Tito Wil)

Last but not least my Nanny: I do not have a photo of my yaya (nanny), who took care of me when I was 2 years old( a polio victim) until I turned 7 years old. When the Japanese-American war started in 1941, we have to move from the city to the ancestral town of my mother in Barotac Viejo, Iloilo. It is still fresh in my memory how overprotected my Nanny was. She will not permit me to play with the other children in the neighborhood, because they were dirty and rough. I remember her to be in her 50's and a large woman but with a gentle voice. I cried for days when we she was not able to join us and she had to go back to her own hometown.  The day we separated was the last time I heard of her!!