In Memory of

Raymundo

Tulipan

Bicomong

Obituary for Raymundo Tulipan Bicomong

Our dad/lolo – Raymundo Tulipan Bicomong, 91, of Winnipeg, Manitoba passed away Friday, July 21, 2023.

Ray was born on March 15, 1932 in Sta. Monica, San Pablo City, Philippines, he was the second eldest of eight children to Sotero and Natividad. In 1955, five years after graduating high school from Laguna College, Philippines, he married the love of his life Belen Mendoza and settled in San Pablo City, Philippines. The following year they started a family and together they built a successful poultry business.

Ray never lost his passion for continuous learning and furthering his education. In 1965 he earned his Bachelor of Science in Commerce, Magna Cum Laude from Laguna College, Philippines. He fulfilled his internship at SyCip Gorres Velayo & Co. and worked as an accountant for an automotive shop prior to immigrating to Canada.

Ray’s humble beginnings made him very resourceful, resilient and industrious. Throughout his high school days, he apprenticed as a carpenter, a tailor, worked as a sharecropper thus resulting to fruition of his poultry business plan. He is indeed a “jack of all trades” which ensued him a master of all the trades he explored. He was a voracious reader, a prolific writer; his children at a very young age were introduced to his love of reading, appreciation of spoken/written words both in Tagalog and in English. To share his joy of reading with his children he purchased some classics from Dr. Seuss to William Shakespeare and Edgar Allan Poe, he also subscribed them to Readers Digest, Time and Life Magazines.

In Winnipeg he worked as a shipper/receiver with National Drugs Ltd. After 16 years he decided it was time to call it a day! His retirement days were spent tending to his home, garden, going fishing, pursued studies in photography, basic computer skills, writing short stories and most importantly taking care of his precious cargo: the grandchildren.

In most recent years Ray found pride and purpose at Prime-Deer Lodge where he was surrounded by his peers, and the staff who provided a fun, loving and caring environment. Besides spending time with his family, this was his “very happy place”.

Ray was a strong-willed man; he was the pillar of strength that held the family together to weather any storm headed their way. He embodied strength, courage and wisdom. Proudly upholding these virtues until his very last breath.

Dad/Lolo is now in a better place. Reunited with his beloved wife Belen, his mother Natividad, brothers Modesto, Victorio, Gertrudo, Marcelo and Rolando, sister Crispina, children Raymundo Jr., Reynaldo, Irene, Noel and Ian. And would again see his dear father Sotero (an artisan who disappeared and was declared a casualty during the Second World War).

His legacy will live on with his two daughters: Theresa (Nick) Oquialda, Maribel “Gigi” (Dennis) Diell, his grandchildren: Jhana Oquialda (Anthony), Ian (Rhoda) Oquialda, Maribeth (Marvin) Mayuga, Ashley (Randy) Carabeo, Leeza (Scott) Duong and Belinda Martin, his great-grandchildren: Brendan, Owen, Marcus, Brielle, Violet, Jordan, Dymitri, Aria and Astrid.

Sincere appreciation to the HSC staff for going above and beyond to ensure dad/lolo was comfortable. To all the emergency department staff especially: Carmen, Elk, Solomon, Dr. J. Nkosi, Dr. C. Pham. To all unit GB2 staff especially: Marlon, Kristi, Lai, Salvador, Girma, Ziggy, Mayumi, Kai, Janine, Kamal, Dr. Bellas, Dr. Robert Kudlowich. Palliative care: Lisa, Dr. Pilkey, Spiritual care: Daniel and Amy, Father Cuomo from Our Lady of Perpetual Help for making his way to HSC to administer the Last Rites prayer.

We are forever grateful to the staff at Prime-Deer Lodge for making Ray’s last years purposeful and memorable. Our profound gratitude to: Bonnie, Nancy, Sherisse, Dr. Albach, and Dr. Brown.

In lieu of flowers you may consider making a donation to: Deer Lodge Foundation, 2109 Portage Avenue, Winnipeg, MB, info@deerlodgefoundation.ca

“If I could get another chance, another walk, another dance with him, I’d play a song that would never end –how I’d love, love, love, to dance with my father again…” Richard Marx