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- Years before 1950s, the Philippines did not have adequate primary health services other than big cities. The dreaded smallpox struck Steve's town of Danao afflicting many residents, Steve among them. He was in his teens when smallpox disfigured his face with pockmarks.
- There was quite a commotion when two youngster scampered away from their drinking table at a small store. One ran like being chased by a ghost and the other stumbled covering his face with his hands.
- Few years after graduation, I moved to work in Manila. When Grandmother Crispina, passed on, I came back to Danao for her funeral and encountered Steve again during Grandmother's wake.
- Few years after graduation, I moved to work in Manila.
- This time I noticed a small house near the cemetery with kids running around the yard and candles and flowers sold at base of the house. Then I saw Steve came out.
- Unlike before, the cemetery was now very well managed.Father Alcoseba had employed Steve.
- Steve ultimately found his calling and succeeded in altering his humiliating moniker
- I left Danao confident that the serenity of my ancestors' resting place was watched over by 'Steve, the Cemetery Keeper'.
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