DOY LAUREL: FROM THE LIPS OF A DYING PRESIDENT
From the Lips of a Dying President, by Salvador Laurel
“One of the most unforgettable trips I took as Vice President was my visit to Honolulu on February 3 and 4 1989.
“On February 2nd, at about 5 p.m., I received an urgent call from Mrs. Imelda Romualdez Marcos in Honolulu. She was sobbing on the phone. “ Doy, pwede ka bang maka-punta rito? Masama na ang tayo ni Ferdinand. Gusto kang kausapin. Baka hindi na siya magtagal Please, please come,’ she pleaded.
“I’ll have to cancel my appointments. Maybe I can go in few days?” I asked.
“She interrupted me, ‘Baka hindi mo na siya abutin. Please come as soon as possible!”
“I thought about it. The cases filed against the Marcoses had been pending for three years, yet nothing had happened. And the nation remained fragmented. Perhaps, if I tried the Lincolnian approach – ‘With malice toward none, with charity for all’ – we might be able to settle the issue and unite the nation.
“Then I remembered Imelda’s plea: ‘Gusto kang kausapin.’ Maybe there is a chance – maybe he is ready to settle?
“She first briefed me about President Marcos’ condition – that he was very weak. The doctors who were attending to him told me he had a less than 50 percent chance of surviving, that he might not even last three months.
“Then they took me to the Intensive Care Unit.
“I could not recognize Ferdinand Marcos when I saw him. The Marcos I knew was athletic, active, and articulate. The man I saw was skin and bones. About eighty-five pounds. Imelda announced cheerfully: ‘Andy, Andy, narito na ang Batangueño, narito na si Doy.’
“His eyes opened. He recognized me. He tried to talk. But only his lips moved. There was no sound.
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