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Be Cautious During Season Of Comfort And Joy

“Peace on earth, good will toward men…” So the saying goes during our Christmas season. It is a time of peace and joy to many at home and abroad who celebrate the holidays. But despite this yuletide spirit, we...


Like Go Movies Tonight?

“You like go movies tonight?” I would hear that at the end of a busy week in elementary school. About a block from Nanaikapono Elementary School, on the corner of Nanakuli Avenue and Farrington Highway, there stood ...


Once upon a wet, winter night…

Thunder sounded across the valley followed by lightning knifing the high peaks of the Ko`olau mountains. I peeked out the window to check for rain but found only a chilly, windless night. Minutes earlier, my mom had asked my da...


Turkey rescue: more guts than brains?

Ever raise turkeys in your back yard? My mother was a natural in raising animals for food since her parents were farmers all their lives. My grandmother kept a variety of animals for her dinner table – turkeys, ducks, chicken...



One Spooky Halloween Night!

What’s the best weather for a spooky Halloween night? One with rain, thunder, and lightning, right? We had those ideal conditions on my first Halloween night in Nanakuli. In Hawaii you always can count on a rainy, stormy Hall...


I’m Not Crazy! I’m A Teacher!

“What are you doing in your classroom?” This was the standard question I got from my principals who passed through my school over the years. They even made sure my classroom was located at the far end of the campus ...


Moving House

All my life was spent “moving house” or moving to a new home. Mom was so unlucky with her personal life that we had to find a different home whenever she left a husband or married a new one, and she was married three times....


Farrington Highway, we’ve come a long way, or not…

Back in the old days, the two lanes of Farrington Highway passed in front of Waipahu High School, curled around sugar cane fields topped with white tassels, and rumbled down the pot-holed road westward to Kaena Point at a dead ...



A Christmas Memory

It was December 1951 in our Quonset hut, our home on the Waianae Coast. The winter waves crashed on the shoreline across the street from our home. The smell of ocean spray drifted inland, mingling with the odor of rotting dead ...