DILG Secretary Jesse Robredo (1958-2012)

After two days of intense search and rescue operations following a plane crash, Interior Secretary Jesse Robredo has been found dead.

An emotional DOTC Secretary Mar Roxas announced the development Tuesday morning. He noted President Benigno “Noynoy” Aquino III personally called Robredo’s wife to convey the sad news.

We say goodbye to DILG Secretary and fellow LaSallian Jesse Manalastas Robredo (May 27, 1958 – August 18, 2012)


8 thoughts on “DILG Secretary Jesse Robredo (1958-2012)

  1. Sad day for Pinas… Jess is a modern day hero.. he was among those who really knew what good governance meant… he will be missed dearly… godspeed to his family.. I hope DILG will still walk with his footsteps…

  2. Indeed. Mr. Robredo is one of a kind. I hope they can find another DILG sec. that is good as him. 😦

  3. thank you so much sir for your countless effort thru good governance in our country, god is with you now..

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  6. Jess Robredo
    …to die a hero

    By Apolinario B. Villalobos

    At a young age –
    Showed the world
    He’s that strong;
    Used to the fullest
    What God gave him
    As the stairs of knowledge
    He took one rung at a time-
    Carefully, not to miss the steps…

    Strong leader as a student –
    Many tried to emulate his ways
    Some did try but failed
    To be Jess is not that easy
    His friends proudly said
    Simple ways he had
    But hard to be copied
    A really rare breed, that lad…

    His intellectual thirst was such
    That even three educational degrees
    Seemed not enough to accomplish;
    Took a wife, equally strong
    And like him is intelligent;
    The two built a home
    With a foundation of love
    And pillars of determination…

    Alas! Not long afterwards
    The couple thanked the Lord
    For the three beautiful girls He gave;
    Their joy was such that they did their best
    To mold the three into the same ways
    Into which they grew –
    Respect for others, and love, too
    Respect for time, and money, too…

    At the helm of Naga City, at twenty –nine
    Jess showed that when called to serve others
    Age is just a number, and skill matters;
    Unfazed by responsibilities, he did his best
    By just being him –
    As he checked busted city street lights every night
    As he scraped mud from streets after the floods
    As he helped garbage collectors fill their trucks
    A he patted the back of those who sought his counsel
    As he handed coins to the destitute he met
    As he smiled his way through days of problems
    As he wore the same office uniform just like others
    As he took the bus to Manila and tricycle to functions
    And many more Jess ways…
    Hence, the Magsaysay Award at so young an age!

    Though unfortunate to see high brows
    This was when chosen by P-Noy to head DILG
    Many, as usual tried to block his way
    But just as when he was in Naga,
    He was unfazed, and just worked his best;
    No meetings and official ceremonies
    Stopped Jess from skipping at least one meal –
    One meal with his family, his precious family
    Not even that distant meeting in Cebu one day
    That was the fateful 18th of August 2012
    When he took a Cessna flight for home
    But as nearing Masbate, was distressed…

    For three days, people cried and hoped
    That he was just carried by waves to nearby islets
    Or that a fisherman took him home to recuperate;
    Alarmed but praying to the Lord
    People patiently waited ….
    Until, finally on the 21st of August 2012
    Jess has been brought to shore…

    A hero?…more than a hero I say!
    Politicians who gave him a hard time
    In getting the more than deserved confirmation
    Are now cringing in guilt… suddenly silent
    Alibis are said, but no amount of such
    Could make a cover up for their misdeed;
    They refused to see what Jess had been doing
    For us, his countrymen who for long
    The dirty air of politics we were breathing;
    Politicians whose schedules are filled with investigations
    That did not give much result, but limelight grabbing
    They who played “intelligent”, “hero of the people”
    Are so eerily silent……………………………
    Yes… so silent………….!

    To be a hero is to die with a purpose
    It is only at death
    That others accept what he did for others
    It is a sacrifice for the man and his loved ones
    But what can he do?
    It is God’s will and plan –
    The only way to make others acknowledge him
    The only way to open their eyes to see him
    And open their mind to finally make them think
    That, indeed, he is unselfish, hardworking, etc…

    To die a hero should not be seen as late in coming
    God has a way as to when this should happen
    His acts are done at the right time
    And we, His creatures, His instruments
    Can just wait, most often caught unprepared
    But Jess was not –
    For even as a child, his ways
    Led to his being that –
    A hero, and he died for it….
    Though for others, hard to accept.

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