I KNEW many overseas Filipino workers (OFWs) because many of my relatives were OFWs themselves. We were then living at Basa Air Base in Pampanga, where my father worked as a soldier and my mother taught music. One day, we received an airmail letter from my uncle who had not kept in touch in years. He said he was working in South Vietnam and would send money to my grandmother.

It was his first remittance in many years.

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