place where Amerasians can be found in abundance. When I went there, I
met an Amerasian by the name of Ollie barge who was engaged in the
providing services to Amerasians who wanted the chance to find their
biological fathers.
When I met Ollie in Angeles City , she took me straight to Fields
Avenue - the notorious red light district in that city that finds its
equal in Olongapo's Barrio Barretto.
Ollie, while giving me a tour of Fields Avenue, told me stories about
Amerasians seeking their fathers, attempts that sometimes ended in a
joyous reunion, or , more often than not, even lower levels of
despair.
But it the idea struck me. So why not try to do it, this time in
Olongapo. By this time I knew that I had already crossed a line – for
as a journalist, my role is to be a mere spectator of events. Always
there, but never participating. . But there was a crucial difference
in this situation – I am one of them. I am an Amerasian.
And I wanted to search for you – for my own father. There really was
no line to cross – I just had to admit that truth to myself.
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