Vim Nadera: How is it being his son?
Alaric Yuson: I'm not really sure how to answer this...
Kripotkin by Alfred A. Yuson
The Philippine Star, April 05 2010
...Then I finally spotted the guy with the inverted South Africa cap that he’s worn even in his sleep for the last three years, or since I performed rap poetry in Jo-burg and Durban and came home with it. It’s to keep his voluminous hair in place, even when it’s tied up in a ponytail. I knew better than to tell him of my hope that he’d leave the cap on his seat when he climbed onstage for the diploma hand-off from beloved Fr. Ben.
That would be a moment of great import, a breakthrough. It would be the first college diploma to adorn a wall at home, since his old man never got one, and an older bro of his turned out to be another feckless artist who had also sought diploma-tic immunity.
I took his picture as the clear-out alarm sounded: Alaric Riam M. Yuson by the sign that read Bachelor of Arts, Major in Philosophy: Pre-Divinity Track. Oops, we were one sign off, but it made for a funnier pic.
This is the guy who wrote a book I'm currently reading. For some reason I just found the way he wrote about his son really endearing. :)