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On Monday, we received incorrect information that Marcos had fled. Then we heard that Cory Aquino will be sworn in as president. The TV broadcasted a Marcos news conference to dispel the rumors of flight. While we watch the proceedings, we eat. The schools are closed because of the state of emergency. We watched the inauguration of Marcos on television.

We heard nothing about Aquino. We heard that the rebels had taken Channel 4 television, the government station. This is a good sign. Windows opened all over Davao City and people called to each other, laughing and crying.

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The whole town is yelling and banging on pots and pans. We all get dressed, except for Mitzi. The car is decorated with Aquino posters, stickers, and yellow streamers. Ding has his bullhorn. There are cars coming from everywhere, blowing horns, filled with shouting, exuberant people. Tens of thousands of people, a hundred thousand people pouring into the streets to sing and dance and laugh and cry in the victory of People Power. Exhausted, we finally return home—to eat.

They are a proud people who may smile and frown easily, but keep deep feelings personal and inside. Unconstrained, and for the first time in 20 years, unashamed. That love is radiating all around me as a human sea of yellow lift their voices in thanksgiving, aware that this is the shining hour of the Filipino people. I feel incredibly privileged to be sharing this moment. I silently thank John Kennedy for having created the Peace Corps all those years ago.

My private bodyguard and guide is year-old Anthony Diaz. He was only seven when I was here as a Peace Corps volunteer. I was 21 then.

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With the liberation came an end to the boycott. We ate ice cream not by the cone but by the gallon. Is that all there is to a revolution? The schools are open again. The adults go to the beach. That night, Ding leaves for Manila to meet with some Japanese businessmen. They are eager to re-establish their connections in the Philippines. The kids and I play Trivial Pursuit. The questions are too American. The nervous eating is over. Now we can get down to serious banquets. We plan the victory banquet for Saturday night.

And also finally off the Marcos crony boycott list, San Miguel beer. It flows by the case. My last day in Davao is very relaxed. The children are studying.

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Planning my farewell dinner, we all go to the central market. Now that Cory is president, there is a new optimism. People Power won back their streets, their market, their city, their self-respect. Together we go to Malacanang Palace. Natalie has never seen it. For all of her life, it has been closed, cordoned off to the public with barbed wire.

They have come from their hometown of San Pablo, an hour drive away, to spend some time with me before I have to leave. It is a warm and loving reunion.

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We share one final victory feast. There is a great sense of relief that the revolution is over. They sprang back like the Energizer bunny, a little worse for wear but still ticking. Julia and Nathan Rivman in Florida Intellectually I knew a day would likely come when my parents were no longer able to care for themselves but I operated as if it would never happen.

I got used to seeing my once overweight father become painfully thin. I believed my mother when she said that her wobbly walking was not a problem. I blithely embraced the freedom of my single, childless life. Inthat was all changed by a phone call. I knew it had to be serious.

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She can barely walk. You better come to Florida. A cortisone shot relieved much of her pain. The doctor prescribed a brace for her left leg. Housework, shopping, and cooking were no longer possible. My father insisted that he could handle the situation; that under no circumstances would he have help in the house. Thus began my journey as a caregiver. For the next two years, I called my parents at least once a day. I made frequent visits to Florida.

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My mother was having difficulty getting in and out of her bed and lift chair, and she was showing increasing signs of dementia. My father was having trouble swallowing and weighed less than pounds.

After much cajoling, my stubborn father finally relented and allowed me to hire an aid to come to their apartment for five hours every day to take care of both of them.

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That arrangement lasted only a few weeks. On January 10,my father had a heart attack and died. When is she coming? It is not unusual that one offspring bears the full responsibility. It was clear that my mother could not live alone.

She shuddered at the thought of having an aid live in her apartment with her. She nixed the idea of moving back north to be closer to me and the rest of her family. My mother wanted to stay in Florida and go to an assisted living facility that served three meals a day. She wanted somewhere she could play bridge and if possible, she wanted a water view. I found just the place, The Classic Residence by Hyatt.

My mother adjusted well and was happy there. But she was plagued by a variety of medical problems, and I constantly had to go to Florida to be with her. We were both happy. She had a small studio apartment with a view of the Hudson River. Despite her worsening dementia, she played bridge three times a week; something clicked in her brain when she had cards in her hands.

All was going smoothly when my mother and I were featured in a New York Times story about Sunbelt retirees returning north. In Januaryalmost a year to the day my father died, my mother fell and fractured her hip. She had barely been able to get around before the fall. I immersed myself in elder law to explore my options. I had two choices. My mother could move to a nursing home where she would be a private pay patient for three years, or I could get her an apartment where she could receive Medicaid home care.

I chose the latter.

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In AprilI moved my mother into an apartment across the street from mine.