I never realized what a watershed political event that fateful day would become or how it would affect the trajectory of Philippine politics, but I do remember my 13-year-old heart on fire as I listened to this young, larger-than-life leader from Mindanao – all of 48 years old – open his speech with a grand vision of building a bridge borrowing these lines from Will Allen Dromgoole’s The Bridge Builder:
“An old man going a lone highway, Came at the evening, cold and gray, To a chasm, vast, and deep and wide, Through which was flowing a sullen tide. The old man crossed in the twilight dim; The sullen stream had no fear for him; But he turned, when safe on the other side, And built a bridge to span the tide. “Old man,” said a fellow pilgrim, near, “You are wasting strength with building here; Your journey will end with the ending day; You never again will pass this way; You’ve crossed the chasm, deep and wide- Why build you this bridge at the evening tide?
” The builder lifted his old gray head: “Good friend, in the path I have come,” he said, “There followeth after me today, A youth, whose feet must pass this way. This chasm, that has been naught to me, To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be.
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim; Good friend, I am building this bridge for him.”
I have to admit that, in my mind, when I heard Nene Pimentel spoke of a “youth whose feet must pass this way,” he was speaking directly to me – a 13-year-old boy who was interested in being part of whatever he was doing.
But what makes Nene Pimentel great? He was a hero on a quest. He was willing to lay down his life and liberty for his friends. He was the personification of the ideal XU (Xavier University) graduate: he was person-for-others, not a person-for-himself.[]








