Corazon Robbins née Limjoco

   When I was 5, the Millingtons lived on N. Domingo in San Juan and  the St. John's Academy bus would deliver us there after school. One afternoon, Stevie and 'Bunny" (as Jimmy was called back then) picked up their air rifles and ran off to more adventure, leaving me behind, bereft and bawling. Tia Cora quickly took me inside and, hoping to be of some consolation, took one of Uncle John's rifles out of its cabinet and handed it to me. Much too unwieldy, this was not a Red Ryder BB gun and I do not recall if I was mollified. 

In 1959, 'Lolo' sold the house in San Juan and rented another on Timog Avenue in Quezon City. Tia Cora shared the house with us. Thriving happily on the terrace was a bushy plant sprouting slender little bright red berries begging to be sampled. My sister and I obliged--'siling labuyo' they turned out to be. As is often the case in a crisis, Tia Cora was there--with pats of butter to cut the sting.
A package from the States often meant Tia Cora had remembered: cowboy pistols, airplane models, shoes from Adidas, a subscription to Boys' Life- all despite the distance between Sacramento and Iloilo or Manila. Many a photograph uploaded here would not have been taken except for the Ansco camera kit she gifted. "Out of sight, out of mind" did not apply to her nephews and nieces.
Tia Cora had no children of her own but she was mother to us all.
Kim