There was a time in my life when I was a huge showbiz fan.
Some of my old colleagues from WPH would probably still remember how much I followed local celebrities. đ
Living and working near Subic Bay Freeport Zone (SBFZ) had its perksâcelebrities would casually roam around the area. It wasnât unusual to catch glimpses of actors and actresses just going about their day.
One evening, I spotted Carlos Morales across the gym, fully immersed in his workout.
Another time, I had a funny little moment with Sunshine Dizonâwe were both in the same store, and we almost reached for the same blouse. Of course, I let go of it. She was shopping, while I was just window shopping. đ
But the memory that stood out the most involved the late Ricky Davao.
Back then, I hesitated to approach himânot because he was intimidating, but because there was something special, almost sacred, about that moment.
It was around the year 2000 or 2001. I was walking near Time Square Cinema when I passed by a group of people sitting casually on the steps.
In the center of the circle was Ricky Davao, animatedly sharing a story with what I assumed were fellow cast members of the show Oka Tokat. They were laughing and clearly enjoying each otherâs company.
I paused for a moment, thinking whether I should say hi, but I chose not to interrupt their joy.
Besides, my phone at the time was, well, âJurassic.â No cameras. No selfies. No instant proof that I had seen him.
Fast forward to 2025ânews of Ricky Davaoâs passing brought back that quiet memory.
Although my interests have shifted through the years, moments like that one resurface when life suddenly connects the present to the past.
Itâs funny how our memories work. They remain tucked away until something gently tugs them back into the light.
And yes, I was a huge fan of Oka Tokat. I especially loved JackâRickyâs character who gave life to the show in ways that still linger in my memory.
Rest in peace, Ricky. Thank you for the stories, both on-screen and in real life.
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