Jerry B, Chot R, Walden B, in a scofflaw nation

No driver last Monday (Muslim holiday) but a son offered to drive so I went to the wake of Jerry Barican in Magallanes that night.

On arrival at past nine, I was told I had just missed Prez Erap, who had him as spokesman, early on, in 1998. A number of Jerry’s UP contempos were in the wake. A maxim in law is when one enumerates, he excludes. I won’t name anyone then. His contempos are in their Second Adolescence, or fantasizing to be. All as colorful as Jerry who I last had coffee with in 1992, if my memory is true.