I met Alfred in 1989, I think,on the first day I presided over the usual Thursday afternoon meeting of CSUN’s Filipino American Student Association (FASA) as the organization’s president. His older brothers were friends of mine and they had asked me to watch out and “take care” of their youngest. It wasn’t difficult to find the guy; it was immediately apparent that there was a family facial template when I scanned the room and spotted him sitting quietly there. I must have loved him from the very beginning; I knew right away he was special, or at least that his heart was much fatter than his then-skinny frame.
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