The night Dolphy died
I will remember where I was when I learned we lost Dolphy.
The big story that day was the extreme traffic wrought by keeping the Metro Manila buses along one lane of EDSA. Our van was at a concrete island on the turn to Quezon Avenue from EDSA.
After we aired a live report for TV Patrol, the news desk told us to stay put while deciding if we would do another for the 11 p.m. newscast.
It was nearly 9 and raining. A crew mate and I were already settling down from dinner, shut in our crew cab.
The desk editor on duty called. “Who’s on standby at Makati Med?”
I gave the name. “Okay. You get ready too,” he said, and hanged up. I called our guy at Makati Medical Center.
“Nag-tweet na si Ruffa,” he said. “Nag-aabangan na dito.”
We read Ruffa Gutierrez’s post via a workmate’s Blackberry: “R.I.P Ninong Dolphy.”
The Net was already abuzz, but no one was yet confirming it.
Commentators on DZMM radio were still bantering about the traffic, cryptically telling listeners who texted queries, “Please wait. We still don’t know.”
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