Kuya Gil,
You’ve been a loving and caring older brother to me. I have always been thankful for your guidance and support especially when Tintin and Ryan were growing up. I knew that I could always count on you to listen and provide counsel whenever I needed advice throughout life. No matter how busy you were raising your own family and pursuing your own goals , you always made yourself available for us whenever I needed you. I will always remember our family gatherings throughout the years, especially during the holidays. You will always be in my heart. I love you big brother.
Your loving sis,
Pat

I just found out about Gil’s passing. Very sad. I’m related on my dad’s side, the Salomon family from Urbiztondo. (My parents are George and Lily Martin, who lived in San Diego.) We’ve lost touch over the years, but I always thought Gil had a kind, decent soul. My profound condolences. Please contact me at nitrama@gmail.com— I don’t use social media.

Working with Gil at Dunn-Edwards was a special time; his sharing of information to the sales team was invaluable, his patience with us was great, and his love of teaching us so we could understand was immeasurable... As a friend he was always gentle and kind. He will always have a special place in my heart as he was there to help when others were not. He will always be in my thoughts and prayers. My sincere condolences to family.

First off, I’d like to thank everyone who has sent their condolences to our family. All the phone calls, emails and messages have meant so much to us. We appreciate all the memories you have shared. Our family has so many stories to tell about our father and I’d like to share one with you.

Our father gave my brother and I a pretty good life. He taught us many things which made us who we both are today. When we were old enough, he would wake us up early on the weekends to start cleaning up the backyard. He taught us the importance of cutting trees down and saving the wood so we can use in the fire place, or so we thought. After hours of trimming down the trees we would place them in a spot our dad told us to put them. Few minutes later, he would change his mind then Chris and I would move it to the “approved” designated area. It would take another hour or so but we would get it done. The next weekend we would move it back to the “new” approved area. We moved pots, plants, bricks, and other miscellaneous items back and forth, here and there, until he was happy. It would eventually end up in the original location. Then his moving tendencies moved into the house. Rearranging furniture every other month. Looks good here, might look better there...it was never the same. My friends would come by and hang out and noticed that we where constantly moving stuff around. My son Ayden even has some stories of helping grandpa moving old war re-enactment stuff from the garage to the shed, then moving it back from the shed to the garage. There was even some rumors that he made my cousin Allan do the same things at work, moving filing cabinets and desks. There was never a dull moment on the weekends with our dad.

He will truly be missed. I know he is up there with his father keeping an eye on us and watching all of us grow and putting things in their rightful place.

Gil will always be in my heart and mind as a dear long time friend of Ed and me. A patriot and advocate for the legacy of the Philippine Scouts. He fought for the recognition of the Filipino veterans in every organization he was involved and worked tirelessly to carry their story. I cannot forget him giving me the sands from Abucay during Ed's Mass at St. Paul the Apostle and I cried. I know Gil is there with Ed now telling stories of the war and toasting to those times. My deep condolences to Violet and family. Love and prayers, Raqui Ramsey