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2008 Toronto International Goan Convention
Theme: Goan Identity And Networking Today.
http://2008goanconvention.com/index.php

Mario Miranda Festival, July 24-26,  2008 Old GMC Building
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My brother Tertuliano Antonio Pinto, or Tate as we called him then,
and Tony now, was born in Nairobi, Kenya, the eldest son of Marcelo
and Jasmina. Evylyn  Pinto- Willis  is our sister. He was married to
the late Flora Mascarenhas and has a 19 year old daughter Michelle.

As I arrived on this planet 13 years after Tate, my early memories
consist mainly of him rushing off to school, and later work, and after
that was over, rushing off to some sports field; after which he would
come back in stinking stockings and dirty boots.

He loved sports, and was goalkeeper of the Crusaders football team.
Later in the army he was to be football and hockey goalkeeper and
rugby wing half. He was a good athlete, first a middle distance
runner, later taking up cross country racing and marathons. When his
knees gave him trouble in later years, he took to race walking. In
fact on Easter Sunday this year, he was in Assam, representing Goa in
the 25 km walk at the National Veteran Athletics Meet. Oh yes, there
was also squash, and most especially golf, for
which he had a special passion.

He was educated at Dr Ribeiro's Goan School. I suppose that he must
have been reasonably well liked and diligent, for one of his
classmates Afra Fernandes (nee DeMello) wrote," I remember him as a
friendly classmate but not as mischievous as some of us.  I did manage
to crib some of his homework on a few occasions and I'm sure it's
because of that I managed to get through a few exams!!!" Another
classmate, Rashmi Patwardhan wrote, "I remember him fondly as a
simple, humble and nice person."

But I recall he had the reputation of being a 'responsible' and
'disciplined' person. That is, whenever something in the neighborhood
or school went wrong, he would be held responsible, whether he had
committed the mischief, or as was quite often likely, he hadn't.

Perhaps he used to become the fall guy because, on the one hand he
would stand up to authority and take punishment if required without
flinching, and on the other hand he would not tattle on the real
culprits. The discipline came because when the complaints arrived, my
mother would always take them as the Gospel truth.

It could be that this regime of responsibility and discipline drew
Tate to England to join the British Armed Forces. These are qualities
required in abundance there. This decision brought dismay to our
parents who wanted him to take up some white–collar job, and not risk
having his head blown off by the I.R.A.

He first joined the Royal Airforce (RAF) Regiment or 'Rock Apes' as
they were known due their numerous tours of duty in Gibraltar. Then he
moved to the army and served in
R.E.M.E. – the Royal Electrical and Mechanical Engineers where he  was
selected in the Parachute Brigade. His close friend John Downes tells
me, "In signing up for service with the Paras and duly earning the
right to wear the coveted 'Red Beret' plus 'wings' we earned an extra
£1.50 a day 'jump pay' and being also technically qualified we earned
more than  our counterparts in the infantry!"


.Whilst in the British army, Tate became a confirmed Anglophile. There
he first found out that Tertuliano and Tate were both names which his
British mates would find odd. So he went and changed his name from
Tertuliano Antonio Pinto (Tate) to Antonio Tertuliano Pinto (Tony).

I suppose he was good in the army, for they awarded him a British
Empire medal. Tony penned some of his army experiences down in a book
called Operation Welsh Castle. Hopefully that will be published some
day.


After he retired from the army at the age of 40, he came down to Goa
and constructed a house in Benaulim. Knowing the peculiarities of the
denizens of both Moira and Benaulim, people used to wonder if that was
what made him extra wise. Actually we are gaunkars of Sangolda.

He persisted in his British habits of getting up at 4 a.m. in the
morning and having his supper by 6.30. Unlike most Goans, he would
treat all his fellows, whether rich or poor, Hindu or Christian,
Brahmin or Sudra as equals.

To illustrate this, on his walks by the Benaulim beach, whenever he
saw a fisherman he would assist him in pulling in the nets. One day
one of them offered him a job thinking he was down and out, for Tony
used to dress very simple. That same evening that fisherman met him
again at a shack, and from the look on his face, was rather surprised
to see Tony driving a jeep (in those days you had to be well off to
afford one).

He was quite involved in socially constructive causes. He was
Vice-Chairman of the Benaulim Environmental Trust; he was involved
with M.A.R.G. – the voluntary organization involved with traffic
issues; he was very much into Master Athletics; and organizing and
coaching youngsters at sports; even as he turned 60 this year, he was
instrumental in setting up a Senior Citizen's Organisation for Goans.
In the last few years, I also noticed that he was getting more
religious.

In Benaulim he must have been a piquant figure, often preferring to
walk to Margao, rather than take his car. And he had an opinion about
everything - from nuclear proliferation, to how to walk on the roads
and would passionately argue his case often at the risk of creating
enemies. As our brother-in-law Andrew says, whereas 800 million
Indians believe that one must walk on the left hand side of the road,
Tony insisted that they should walk against the flow of the traffic.
[BTW Tony was right.] He would habitually fire off letters to the
newspapers expounding his views on all these different issues.

He had his share of misfortunes. After his wife Flora died tragically
young, he was both father and mother to Michelle. He tried his utmost
to give her the best he could without indulging in anything wasteful.
It must be very painful for her to again bear this loss at
this young age.

There is a saying in Konkani,"Mel'le mhoshik bara sher doodh" that
loosely translates 'Once a buffalo has died, the owners will claim
that she used to give buckets of milk' I do not want to say this; I do
not want to pretend that Tony was some sort of mahatma. He had his
failings and he made his mistakes. But then so have I my failings, and
so am I making my mistakes. So who am I to sit in judgment over him?

The one thing I most envy my elder brother is his friends. The number
of people who called, sent messages and came to visit him from far and
wide amazed me. Many from South Goa thought it worth the while to
travel to Moira to keep his spirits up. Two of his mates from the
army, John Downes and Allan Wainwright, specially flew down from
England to comfort him when they heard of his last illness. Another
couple, Ake and Annette  Heljemo came from Sweden to pay their
respects.

I was to witness his last days and am proud to say that he bore his
suffering with great fortitude. Till the last he simply did not allow
himself the luxury of crying out in pain although it was evident on
his face that he was in agony, and he tried to be as cooperative as
possible. In fact I think that for this fiercely independent person
what must have been more distressing than the pain from the cancer was
the fact that he had to now depend on others for the simplest of
things.

I'd like to conclude with the words of Mervyn Fernandes, one of his
classmates who wrore, "I know Tate enjoyed walking.  I'm sure he's up
there in peace taking long walks with the source of his being and all
those dear to him who have also left this world."

May his soul rest in peace.



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Augusto Pinto
40, Novo Portugal,
Moira, Bardez,
Goa, India
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P 0832-2470336
M 9881126350
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