Eye Witness, The Yellow Fever

It all started on that fateful night when the people were awakened from a deep slumber...streets were filled with burnt tires, as if there was an offering.

The Phil's Hueys hovered at Camp Crame to defect to the people side.

For posterity's sake.

Inside the Huey.

I 'shot' this picture of an airforce pilot holding my Super-8mm film camera.

Throngs of 'Yellow Army' braving the stretch of Hi-way 54.

In those days the word 'snap' is found everywhere.

Snap toilet,anyone?

I took these pictures when I was just starting to learn filmmaking..A Russian filmmaker once said, when you make a film you must do it to prepare a person to death, to plough and harrow his soul, rendering it capable of turning to good.

When the news broke out urging the people to go out and be united, our mentor in our film institute gave us rolls of film to document this historic event.

Look at the lady's reaction to the unknown soldier..what is she thinking ?

The Palace,now empty.

What if the revolution become bloody?

What if somebody throws a firecracker to these battle tested soldiers?..

..the horror.

An old lady still deep in her prayer.

Crowd expressing their joy.

Marines gamely posing with children.

Soldiers vacating Malacanang Palace.

The Palace is now a home.

The faithful with their Mother.

Do not be afraid.For I'm with you all the while.

Outside POEA Bldg.,waiting for the Lady in Yellow.

Tita Cory outside the POEA Bldg. Ready for her greatest sacrifice.. May we continue her legacy to be humble, sincere,and faithful to our Divine Maker.