It was winter of 2000, I was at Davis, my mom already terminally ill, and I was doing my best to graduate soon enough for her to see me walk the stage. At a Mga Kapatid event, I met a freshman - a confident and impressive man, roughly three years my younger, Daniel Sanchez Rubiaco.
Little did I know how intertwined our lives and work would become. At 21, Daniel, like me, lost a parent. Those months following were anything but easy: depression from the loss, stress from trying to finish school, being a leader in the Filipino American community. Daniel's strength to endure, indeed to excel, in what were difficult, often heartbreaking conditions was a testament ot his character. Daniel had the foresight to know that establishing Chi Rho Omicron, Inc. was in the community's best interest, and that people must support one another to pursue their history, culture, and dreams. I deeply share this goal. And for Daniel and I, it is now the focus of our work together.
Daniel has not just been my colleague; from May 11, 2000 until now, he is my brother. We have sat together for hours debating ideas - freely, openly, even combatively at times. I have learned of his deep pride in his family. We share an abiding respect for our now deceased parents - mine, a successful daughter of the Philippine homeland: his, a master farm worker and member of a fraternal order by the name of the Legionarios del Trabajo.
Daniel, 25, is a man of conviction, intelligence, and peace. I deeply respect him. I like speaking with him. And I know that long after we have exited our respective stages, we'll still be brothers.
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