Willy's recollection of QF is truly an magnificent piece of his persona, with all the legendary garnishing, from someone whose humanity he touched. For those who may not know, Willy was one of those very few MSU students who won Douglas Griffith's admiration. I know, I was there. In another section, I took that terrifying English class that made the likes of Nemesio Miro, Sergio Lastimosa, (they were my classmates), and other brilliant senior students tremble. They kept postponing taking their English 3 class hoping that Griffith would leave before they graduate! I was as lucky as Willy, I got something better than 3.0. Am sure there are many other people who have likewise been influenced by QF (two alumni I know who have worked with him quite passionately are Yesnoy Macan and Fred Yap). I had just a little brush with QF as a student and later as a professional, meeting him in person on the campus on a regular basis, and later outside the country when I was again studying. Below is my two cents worth of QF's benevolence. To students from Palawan like me, Dr. Miravite (QF) is a living Santa Claus. Each year he would take us to his home during Christmas eve, not so much to celebrate this event as to give us a feeling of "home away from home." He knew that unlike other MSU students most of us from Palawan were penniless and could not go home to celebrate Christmas with our loved ones. So he would tell us: "Punta kayo sa bahay ko sa Dec 24, huwag kalimutan ha? Pag hindi kayo sumipot, kayo rin ang kawawa." Our elders would then echo this invitation-cum-warning to every Palaweno in the boys' or girls' dorm. I remember all would heed the tempting offer. We trooped to his place near the old gymnasium to taste the sumptuous meal they prepared for us, accompanied with music and sometimes with beer. Lucas Licerio, Charlie Factor, Chito Meregillano, and all pampered Palawenos/as would eat and dance until midnight (or daybreak). Thanks to the Miravites who let us go "wild" for one lonely night every year! The second trait of QF that sticks to my mind is his generosity when it comes to money. Very few on the campus ever knew that. I do, I was his personal barber for more than three years. Twice a month during Saturdays, I would visit him and his two sons (Jun and Boysow) to give them a needed haircut. (I was also a personal barber of Atty. Faustino Macutay and his son Felix during the same period.) After disposing of the last but difficult head (Boysow did not like taking a hair cut, feeling itchy all the way), QF would then pay me generously - four pesos per head, or twice what I earned as a barber at the MSU Barber Shop. For LA oldies, this shop was put up as an enterprise by the Liberal Arts Student Association led by Jose T. De Luna. Two of the pioneer barbers were themselves students, me and Hermie Tiamting. Later a third one (non-student) from Iligan joined the crew. Barbering was a basic part of my human existence at MSU, next to my being a full-time student. Having QF as my regular suki made my survival easy and smooth, unlike other students who regularly received allowance from home. This is not quite pertinent to QF, but he was one of his abiding disciples (I think). This guy is Siruffy, who was in constant touch with QF for some sinister or saintly plans. If he missed the plane, or decided to back out from administering the MSU scholarship exam in Puerto Princesa on that momentous day, I would not have come to MSU to study. I would have been a lowly farmer today, tending my father's kaingin in Narra, Palawan - like most of my peers who break their backs until this very day to earn a living. His presence gave me the needed break from tradition that was all over my childhood. Likewise, if I didn't meet Atty and Mrs. Agbayani (they were also close to the Miravites) who offered me a temporary home at MSU while I was struggling, I would have gone home empty-handed and with broken dreams. Together with QF, they (and some others) mattered so much to me as MSUan. Hey, will someone write a history of MSU involving QF, Dr. Isidro and others? They materialized the lives of pioneers and succeeding generations of alumni who became self-made, and in whose hearts MSU is etched forever. In my last visit to the Marawi campus on Oct. 19, I talked to Manong Sarangani. He is now trying to digitize and preserve official records of MSU for posterity. Maybe someone can pick up the tabs from there, and write chapters of what and how MSU looked like during those days with people like QF, Dr. Isidro, Dr. Saber, Atty Macutay, Atty Agbayani, Siruffy, Sir Tolitz, etc., etc. Fred M. Honolulu http://www.hawaii.edu/cps October 25, 2011

Hi I am Atty. Halil Ayaon al_rashid Lucman batch 62. Dr. Miravite was my professor in all my Philosophy subject in MSU . I am the first muslim who took up AB major in Philosophy. He is guy who seldom laugh and mabait naman sa lahat ng student. Mabilis siya kumain, one time I asked him bakit parang hindi niya nagogonya or chew ang food tumawa siya at sabi niya para magtrabajo kaniyang intestine diba. Palagi syang busy dahil after the class punta siya kay Dr. Isidro. On fourth at MSU second semester pinatawag niya sa office ni DR. ISIDRO kinabahan ako akala ko kasi may nagreklamo na naman laban sa akin. Ako kasi ang original na bad boy ng MSU. Pagdating doon pina-opo niya at may hawak siyang papel. I thought complain yon tapos bilang tumawa ng malakas at sabi congratulation mag graduate ka na pala sobra na units mo, doon lang ako nakahinga ng maluwag. Thats the guy who does not smile in public but marunong din pala tumawa yong aking natatandaan sa paboritong kong mentor. MAY ALLAH BLESS HIS SOUL My only regrets is that I was not able thank him for what he did to me and I owe my being a lawyer dahil he challenges me that made study more,learn more from him Halil Lucman January 5, 2010

When we entered MSU in 1965 and bunked in that God-forsaken Malayan dorm (with batchmates Camar Umpa, James Mante, Boy Anota,Willie Martizano, Udtog Tanday,the late Ver Diesto, Alex Otic, Ramon Barbon, Earl Briones, Moner Bajunaid, Henry Saarenas, Oca Lanciola and others including recently appointed CA justice Lovell Bautista), Dr. Miravite was the Dean of Liberal Arts and Sciences. Before the year ended, he was appointed VP for Academics. Thus, pioneers like Halil were lucky to learn philosophy from a brilliant mind. Prof. Rizalina was your CST (Civics & Social Training) instructor while she was mine in SEA history. I guess she made an indelible mark in campus history by leading the first anti-American rally in Lanao and possibly Mindanao when Amb. Henry Byroade visited MSU as convocation speaker. We hand-painted slogans on cardboards and strung them around the couple's cottage at her behest. It seemed unthinkable that the family circle was bisected - one half was better and for while the other was bitter and against. Such was their complexity and contradiction. But 'Qui-te" wasn't in other endeavors. He was a paradigm of consistency and ability when it came to executive and academic matters. He scrounged from everywhere and badgered national officials and agencies to provide for the scholastic needs of the university. His was the mission while Dr. Isidro's was the vision. It was Qui-te who organized IIT and SCTO. It was he too who recruited the first graduates in 1966 to remain and teach at the campus rather than continue to hire from UP. Manong Sarangani, Carolina Macapili, Lyra Blanco, Marlene Deluao, Patoy Torres and Helen Colmenares were among them. Succeeding grads were later persuaded to staff the faculty needs of Iligan and Bonggao campuses. The first batches remember him as that dark indefatigable Ilonggo, almost always in a dark suit, with a warped smile and chain-smoked cheap Ice King cigarets in his left hand and 35-ct San Miguel in his right. You're correct, batchmate. Qui-te was a regular guy but with a boundless heart and an infinite mind. Sirruffy, Fred Santiago, Ma'am Genne Primavera, Rolly Platon, Jovy Lazaga, Fred Yap and other SEAFDEC MSUans can best attest what he accomplished there. I understand he fended off UP attempts to dominate the research center at the expense of MSU alumni and faculty that he brought along. Much has been said about Dr. Isidro, little or none at all about the other two of the original Three MSUsketeers (he, Qui-te and Atty. Francisco Macutay, the resourceful VP for Admin.) If I were to liken MSU as a bus, Isidro was the driver taking it to its destination, Macutay was the mechanic keeping it running while Qui-te was the conductor luring passengers and ushering them to their seats. No one wondered why the bus was still full despite it being crafted out of patched wood and shingles, propelled by a rickety engine, with no air-con, little water and spotty lights. Those were the times, my friend, ages ago when . . .you were sixteen. And now that you turned 61 yesterday, which resto did you use your senior citizen's discount card? Bobby Lim January 6, 2010

I belong to Batch '65, College of Engineering. Ma'm Rosalina Miravite was our teacher in CST subjects. I remember Mr. 'Quite' Miravite as a prominent figure in the administration. I was just not certain what position since I was a freshman trying to find his way around that strange place, so far from Bataan. Mrs. Miravite, she always smiles, even her eyes show it. Mr. Quite, my first impression was quite a serious chap. One time our group had to make a report on South East Asian cultural topic. I volunteered to type it though my typing skill was non existent. Father was a Notary Public and he used to type his documents using just two forefingers. I must have tried the keys some time in high school so I must have thought I could do it. Ma'm Rosalina was kind and encouraging, she let me use the office typewriter. Working at a snail pace I was frustrated. My mind was faster than my fingers. I knew what letter to hit next but my two fingers could not locate it fast enough.Then I sensed Mr. Quite's presence coming from behind. He went to his office and attended to some papers. Later he came out, walked around and hovered. I imagined he would like to use the machine but he did not say a word. He went in and did other things. I thought it was a combination of youthful chutzpah, emboldened by a lady's encouragement (his lady no less) which saw me through that ordeal to finish the task. Later in Manila I took up typing lessons in Underwood Institute to polish my skills. I am grateful that I did not receive a discouraging remark from Quite which could have adversely affected my studies. Much later, I married a lass from Iloilo and in my recent excursions there I pass by Cabatuan on the way to Tigbaun and Igbaras. Now I have something to remember the place with more intimately. Apolinario P. Mina Consultant ArchEn-Strategic Projects Management January 5, 2010