Rolando Mendoza will be buried in his uniform. At a small roadside chapel two hours outside Manila, his wake appears disconnected from the violence and angst of the past four days. Instead, it celebrates his life before - before the bloodshed, before the ill-fated tour bus, before the dismissal that started him down this tortured path.
The former police captain's memorial is frozen in time. In his coffin, Mendoza's blue uniform is crisp, his name badge polished. A Philippine flag is draped on top and mementos of that previous life before the disgrace and the carnage - a medal emblazoned with the word 'Gallantry', a news clipping on the nation's 'outstanding policemen', plaques of commendation, a photo in uniform.
But despite appearances, the recent past hangs heavy in the tiny chapel. Those who come to mourn are not only mourning for a father, cousin or neighbour. They mourn for those who died at his hands.
'We express our sincere condolences to Hong Kong and to the families who have lost their loved ones. We are truly, very sorry,' Mendoza's younger son, Bismarck, said. A policeman himself, the 26-year-old wears a black police 'special action force' T-shirt with 'Mendoza' emblazoned on the back.
The young policeman grew teary-eyed as his elder brother, Andrew, recalled their father's happier days. 'My father was a good policeman,' he said. A seaman, Andrew was in Singapore when everything fell apart on Monday. 'I saw the news. 'Oh, that's my father.' I came back on the 24th. He was already gone.'
He walked over to his father's coffin. Fingertips touching the glass above his father's face, he gazed down at his father in silence. He looked back up, adjusted the plaques and photos, and straightened the medal on the flag.
