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50 Years - Memories: September 09 pg 2

50 Years - Memories: September '09 pg 2


----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 6:47 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories

Harold, I also remember having to refuse food at first, and getting ready to pounce
on the second offer for the goodies.
On the other hand, with friends when we got older, it was more like the Hawaiian
culture of sharing what we had, no matter how little.
Even when we found one mango, we would slice it up eight ways if we had to,
or sharing a small bag of chips.
I didn't care for the double reverse, head fake culture of the Japanese.
Oh, we should have told you D.Tai was a year older & saved you time.

Raynor, I find rock cod also sold as butterfish. This is all confusing.
It seems that sablefish is the real deal?
The best butterfish I had was in a Korean restaurant in Cerritos where my aunt
used to live when she was alive, and I have no idea what fish it was.
Change of subject: I remember one other fish that used to taste very good when I was
living in Hawaii but it was so hard to eat because there were a billion tiny bones in it.
Maybe it was supposed to be eaten with the bones but I gave up on it because it was like
eating pine nuts; too much work.

Jean, self-deprecating humor is based on a very honest assessment of one's self and I
really thought that is what I heard in that one humorous speech of yours.
I don't think many teens would admit to their faults, and it did indicate to me your honesty
and your humor.
I use it myself because I have a cornucopia of faults from which to draw.
Our Japanese culture that we grew up was not compatible with white American society.
Working hard on merit quietly, like we were taught, hoping for recognition doesn't work.
One has to dump being humble, and toot one's own horn.
When I came to California, my observation was, it wasn't the smart workers who got ahead,
it was the people who can get up and speak fairly articulately who got the promotions
even without many accomplishments. One had to very visible in that way.
It was style over substance and we wonder why we have a crumbling country today.
Asians did have a little advantage here because we were viewed as being very smart because
of the predominance of Asians in the universities in California that continues through today.
I was told by a coworker that when they see an Asian in the work place, they automatically
think we have something on the ball as he put it.
Because I wasn't smart like those Asians, I wasn't all that comfortable with that image.

Talk about clueless, I didn't realize Carole M attended KIS until I reviewed HaroldOtaniMise's class pictures.
It's too bad the gals didn't know how much the guys used to talked about the various gals on campus.
At KHS, there was so much talk about Carole M I asked one of the boys to point her out to me
during lunch recess, not that she was easy to find it turned out.

I got to know Ronald Lee quite well when we started taking after school dancing lessons at the Edgewater.
Ronald was always smiling or always combing his hair which he had a lot of and probably still does.
Also, a lot of funny risque one liner retorts. Ronald met Ron who lived nearby me on 19th avenue.
I used to see Ron often years earlier but he was in high school then and haven't seen him in a long while.
His parents were well off. They lived behind this white wall with a black iron gate in the center.
It must have been a double wide lot since it was quite large, house on the left as you entered the gate
on a large neatly paved asphalt area, and another structure on the right, and the lot was quite deep.
What did Ronald like about Ron? It was his parent's car that he drove around.
It was the creme two tone Packard. I knew nothing about a Packard but I have never ridden a car
as quiet and smooth up till then.
We had a few outings with Ron in his car, then he suggested we get dates for a dance.
So Ronald and I discussed who we wanted to date, and Ronald was particularly interested in one gal.
I called one of the gals for the date, it was all in, the two gals or nothing.
Ronald and I thought we were really going to impress the girls with 'our' Packard
(wow, I originally misspelled Packard here, pulled a boner), not ours, but close enough.
The next day I got the call back.
Just as I answered the phone, our washing machine starting jumping up and down from an unbalanced load
and my sister was yelling about help, murder, chocolate, and whatever.
I got really annoyed because I was trying to make a good impression and all this noise was going to sound
like we had a crazy household.
Well, Ronald and I got turned down. Hey girls, it's only date, not a marriage proposal.

Harold, 'Kenneth Shimabukuro' listed twice in 'unable to locate'.
nuk

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----- Original Message -----
From: JACK AND ELSIE AYERS
To: hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 6:33 PM
Subject: 50 Years-memories and reunion

A little late in responding to one of your comments:
you took the words right out my mouth about Nuk finally waking up from his long sleep.
Actually, his storytelling sounds much like coming out of a book from fantasyland.
I never know when he's joking.
You guys knew him well....could you always tell when he was serious or when joking?
What an interesting person he is!
Robert: should you ever decide to attend either of the reunions next year,
you'd probably be the most popular guy in the room with everyone trying to pick your brain..
Surprise us with your presence!

BTW, mention of Mrs. Chang brings back a very sad, but unforgettable memory.
She was big into crafts and one of the year-end projects was to handcraft something
from any period in history.
I chose to make an 18th century carriage.
Bought the balsa wood, black and gold paint and other supplies.
I was really proud with the final product and expected to get a better than average grade.
Everyone's project was displayed in the classroom with the students name and final grade.
To my dismay, I saw that my grade was a "C".
Mrs. Chang must have seen me standing there awhile, as she came up to me to explain that
although the carriage was well constructed, a better grade could not be given
as she did not believe I made this myself.
My friends, including Seda, said "why didn't you tell your Mom?".
Well, my mother spoke very little English (born in Hawaii, but raised in Japan).
She was a struggling widowed mother of 6 and I could not imagine her marching into
Mrs. Chang's room requesting a conference.
Oh well, rude awakening, but made me a better person from it.

Gerri: On a happier note, always great to see you and Jack.
Nice to see Seichi too, but missed Tilly. Thanks again for your hospitality.
I can't think of any type of jewelry suitable for both guys and gals.
When I first suggested the craft fair idea, mentioned to Pearl that monies from this event
could bring a nice sum to boost the reunion's treasury.
Fees paid by crafters could easily cover the meeting/ballroom rental, with any overages to the treasury.
Donation from sales and individual donations from classmates could significantly add
to the reunion treasury as well.

Don't remember meeting Boyd, but belated happy birthday too, just because you're married to Jean.
Yes, Jean was liked by all, always smiling and nice to everyone.
I agree that KHS 1960 was and is the NO KA OI of all classes!
This memory train has brought together classmates... some long forgotten.
Arigato for reading and listening.
Kamsumnida, Elsie T (I'm a Korean Wave fan, like so many of you)

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----- Original Message -----
From: Ray Tsuneyoshi
To: Hal
Cc: Margarita Sanchez
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 6:57 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 15 / 09 update )

My Response to Betty Townsend:
I live in Campus Commons near Sac State. That is, I rent a townhouse there.
I work in a building that is next to the Post Office on Royal Oaks Drive near the Arden Mall and CalExpo.
My real home is in Huntington Beach, down south but I am only there a couple of times a month
as I am on the road at least 200 days a month.
Sure would be nice to get together and “talk story” .
The best way to tie me down is to call 916 2634326 and speak to my office manager, Margarita.
She is the only one who knows where I am supposed to be.(Sometimes I get confused).
Jean,
It is a pity that I only found out lately that you are up in Alaska.
In the last 25 years I had been up there at least 7 times.
In 1987 I visited Alaska 4 times in one year as I managed a fleet of 5 tugs and 7 barges in Alaska alone
both for North Slope logistics support as well as delivering major supplies to remote native villages
by tug and barge.
Raynor

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----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 5:00 AM
Subject: Re: Penelope Taguchi Tanaka

This is very sad news.
Penelope was one of the friendliest girls I got to know in school and she really made me feel like a friend.
She was the only gal to call me 'Nuku' and I can still hear her voice when she called out to me the last time
I saw her in line at Queen's theatre with her boyfriend.
She always had a big smile and I really thought she was special. nuk

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---- Original Message -----
From: Vernon Wong
To: Harold Oshiro
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 1:52 AM
Subject: RE: Penelope Taguchi Tanaka

This is indeed tragic news. I always thought the world of Penny.
She was so nice, and always fun, to talk to, as Wayne Okada and I did whenever we crossed paths with her in KHS.
I have been looking forward to seeing her again at next year´s reunion.
I guess a visit to her at Diamond Head will have to suffice. God bless her and keep her. She was a wonderful person.
Uncle Charlie

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----- Original Message -----
From: Carole Eto
To: Hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 9:10 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 15 / 09 update )

HI Classmates,

I have a very sad announcement to make. Penelope (Taguchi) Tanaka passed away last Wednesday.
Her funeral will be on Sept. 23, 2009, Wednesday at 6:00 pm at Diamond Head Mortuary on 18th Avenue.

We thought we should share this with you for those who were close to her.
We will miss her. She was a wonderful friend to have all these years.

Sincerely,
Carole Masuda Eto

September 14, 2009

Roger, your theory may be full of water... mar as a reference to water is found as a part of
a word in many languages... latin, french mer, etc... also, early Japanese vessels have
been known to venture far out to sea... my take: the Roman-Chaldean word mar means
roughly 'rebel' or 'warrior'... there was believed to be a lost battalion of Roman soldiers
settling in China... those soldiers or descendants may have spread to Japan, confiscating
vessels along the way... and referring to them as 'et tu mar' which the Japanese twisted
into mar-u... ... hey... no more convoluted than yours.

Okinawan, definitely Nuk... long life, absolutely... fully intact brains, you betcha... fully
functional, not any more... nature already has a hold on me... right where it hurts.

Manny, you may remember the pin-on class picture that we were given to wear at the 40th
reunion at the Sheraton Waikiki... that really helped to ID old classmates... hopefully this
will be done again at these upcoming reunions to help ID really old classmates.

Raynor, Bing, Roy, Nuk... in all honesty I don't remember DoDo Tai... know the family story
with the names and all from reading about them... didn't know she went to KIS if she did,
or even that she was our age... didn't know either your deep background with nature,
Raynor, no wonder that you're in the field you're in... and enjoying it too apparently.

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----- Original Message -----
From: Roger Kobayashi
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September, 13, 2009 11:47 AM
Subject: Re: Fw: Meaning of Maru

Here's my theory on the use of the suffix Maru on Japanese ships.
This just a simple theory based solely on my limited exposure to the Portuguese language.

The suffix starts with the Portuguese word for ocean, mar.
Since nearly every syllable in the Japanese language ends with a vowel,
the Japanese attached a "u", and coined the suffix maru.
The Portuguese had early access to Japan-Their ships were probably the first,
European, ocean-going vessels the Japanese had seen.

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----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Saturday, September 12, 2009 5:19 AM
Subject: Re: Steel balls

In a message dated 9/12/2009 6:08:04 AM Pacific Daylight Time, hal writes:
So, does this mean I'll be following the footsteps of the males in my family tree ? They all apparently lived
long but with senility in their last years... the women though were still sharp.
Don't know about you Nuk, but Roger and I had perceptions of this tall Amazon-like gal back then...
know this as Jean told me Roger commented to her ' you're not so tall after all ' when he met her in Skagway...
well, at least I had that perception and thought the other guys did too... hence possibly her early sheltered social life.
Yeah, I know, some more dumb answers... but you guys started it... and by the way... talking about starting it...
Nuk, if you read the very 1st entry in the March archive, you'll know who actually started and is responsible
for all of these memorygrams by asking a dumb question.
Prepare for a long life. Are you Okinawan? Okinawans live long lives.
One of our friends is Okinawan, is older than us, but looks younger. Her father lived to 102 with brains fully intact.
I think senility is just nature's way of saying it's coming to get you.

Moriyama forwarded a couple of your emails and I think he was the one that added me to the list.
If I remember correctly, Roger had a big role in starting this email thread.
It seems that it started with asking classmate's recollection of where one was when Statehood was announced.
After which classmates like Moriyama started talking of memories in general which Carl Yasuda indicated.
It seems Roger did a hand off to you; good job Hal, you're doing a good job kind of thing.

I did mention in one of my emails that Jean was about the same height as me in 9th grade but looked much taller
and it was years before I figured it out. It's a perception illusion.
We humans perceive people with larger heads/faces to be taller.
Not only taller, but more credible. And they tend to make more money too. Nuk

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----- Original Message -----
From: manuel mattos jr
To: hal
Sent: Sunday, September 13, 2009 11:16 AM
Subject: RE: Irene

HAL, last male down middle row on page 57 is the great actor from the 60 s Jack Digmon.
Remember him in his last role, lost in the banana patches of palolo looking for his true love Gerri.
He found her sitting under a waterfall, singing, what took you so long.
He called me last night , looking for one more acting roles
Informed him I'n looking for actors in my new movie to be filmed in Pahoa,
called The Over The Hill Class of 1960, lost in the lava fields , looking for the fountain of youth.
Hope we all can get together and have rabbit food with salad.
Irene,while talking , not only to you , but other classmates that I only remember from high school,
is that the girls are now grandmothers or great grandmothers depending on how active
we all was and i hope still are , and the men are old and gray.
As for my wife and I, we are great grandparents. Didn't learn that from KHS.
Irene, I don't remember you at St. Patrick.
Will look in our 8th grade picture, i still have it, if you want a copy let me know.
Hal , maybe we can make a face size picture from the yearbook and wear it,
then people will remember us as we were, then remove it and let people like me run for the door.
Another useless idea. Love and Kisses Manny

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----- Original Message -----
From: Ray Tsuneyoshi
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 13, 2009 9:38 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 13 / 09 update )

Hey Everybody,
I am sitting here, enjoying the exchange of memories and being blessed by the fact that here in Sacramento,
every Sunday, 89.5 0n the FM dial, KVMR has a 2 hour Hawaiian music program called “Kani Kapila” .
Betty Ann, most of my contact with DoDo Tai was at Kaimuki Intermediate.
She impressed me as being so polished and polite that it was as if she came from a different world.
Of course, the next time I ran into her was in DC and you are right, she had changed her name
to quit having to explain her family story over and over again.
Somewhere in my vast collection of business cards is her card that I wrote “DoDo” on the front of.
Speaking of Grandparents, memories of my father’s father were a bit sad as the first time I really remember him
clearly was just after he had a massive stroke that left him unable to speak.
I do remember tears running down his face, his whole body shaking with anger and frustration
at being unable to communicate.
His wife, the only Obaachan I ever knew always smelled of alcohol.
I guess that was her way of coping with life.
My mother’s mother died of kidney failure before I was born.
Plantation hospitals were ill equipped to deal with such complications and she was put on the freighter named
“Humu’ Ula” which, before the days of air travel, was the only way to travel between islands.
The trip took over 15 hours as the boat only did around 9 knots and , soon after she arrived in Honolulu,
she passed away.
My “Ojii-chan” from Kohala worked for 25 years with the Kohala Sugar Mill, first in the town of Niu-lii
and then to the town of Hala-ula.
When the Mill closed down, he retired and lived his remaining days in Hawi which was right next to Hala-Ula.
Some of my fondest memories were the summers I spent on the big island with my grandfather
where I learned to fish, catch frogs, opae lolo,”Tohe” or Conger Eel, eat sugar cane,
ride quarter horses on the Parker Ranch and gather guava and mountain apples and all the stuff
kids in Honolulu could not easily do. Grandpa lived to be 99 years and 6 months old.
Raynor

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September 13, 2009

Glad you finally woke up from your dream Nuk... had us worried there for a while

Boyd, I'm sure Jean has OK'd your message... especially about the 'hot' KHS gals...
before you sent it... she did right ? : )

Gerri, if you were in Skagway at peak tourist time, you'd know what Jean means...
from about 800 to 900 permanent residents to 2000 to 3000 people jamming in
to a town not much larger than say Moiliili... with a different character of course : )
Not sure about fundraisers other than a planned cookbook... will listen in at next meeting.
Ciao ? Gerri, I didn't know you spoke Portuguese too.

Hal

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----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Saturday, September 12, 2009 8:05 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories

Okay, looks like I have a little 'splaining to do.
It was the '50s. It was the goodest of times, and it was the not so goodest of times.
Now why did Mrs. Chang faint? Okay, that wasn't the goodest start for my story.
I ran raggedly along the campus street, trying not to squash African snails and coqui frogs,
the very things I stir fried for breakfast that morning, up to the Honolulu Transit Chariot stop
on DoDo Tai Avenue in front of DoDo Tai Intermediate, and I approached Princess DoDo Tai
sitting in her gold chariot with Charlton Heston.
I was late as usual, Sir Raynor had already been granted his wish to marry Princess Tai
if he slayed a dragon for her.
I bowed and said, "I will seek, slay, and sashimi-cize a dragon for you if you will grant me a wish."
Princess Tai replied, "Go forthwith, bring back SEVEN dragon tails, and I will grant your wish."
Trembling, I said, "Seven?"
"Yes," She commanded, "Medium rare, sunny side up and their claws too.
Sir Raynor has already journeyed to slay a dragon for his wish to marry me."
I had to think fast, "How about fresh laulau w/butterfish instead?" I asked. "DONE!" she said.
OMG, I thought to myself shaking, I'm going to get my wish!
Better tee times at the Tai Kingdom Come Country Club.

Harold, I think I'll tell Elsie and her girls, they will have to squeeze the information out of me;
at my age, maybe burp it out of me.

Roy, my parents told me in a very Japanese way about knowing where my place is in society.
I also was a poor boy like you, probably more so.
I had to make my own saddle, shoe my own horse, and polish my own armor.
But I did have to go and talk to Ms Tai a few times just to see what she was like.
She treated every one alike and was very considerate.
She was so popular that at the end of the day when she caught the bus in front of the school,
there were lots of kids wanting to have a few words with her.
When I heard she was going to another school, of course I was disappointed because she was
the kind of student everyone wanted to represent the school like the others here have done.
I can't say I was into her, but I was fascinated.
Heck, I was fascinated with most of the girls in my classes.
Roy, you forgot one detail about our day of flying.
I had to change your diapers after you crashed your plane.
I still have them BTW, and they are very comfortable. One of these days I'll wash them.
You had your breakfast yet, Harold?

Betty, it's funny, now you made me hungry for butterfish.
I agree, laulau w/o butterfish is a waste of chewing time.
I was a disappointed camper the last time I ate laulau w/o butterfish.
I was a member of JACL at one time when we elected Harry Kajihara for President,
the Redress advocate.
I worked in DOD at the field office at the local base in California.
I made a few trips out to the DC area, Maryland/Virginia on contract work,
but mostly to Crystal City where our headqtrs and the other SysCmds were.
If I knew you better, I would have known you were out there and could have brought you a few
dragon heads and butterfish.
I did get a call from the White House once during Desert Shield,
but it wasn't from Pres. Bush Sr. himself.
I picked up the phone and I heard, "White House calling."
Well, they did get the right guy for what they wanted so they do get some things right sometimes.
We did do one project for the Bush Sr. himself and we at the office were trying to speculate
how it was going to be used.
I'm long past looking like my dad, probably look more like my grandfathers.
They were never around but saw them both when I was about three yrs old in hospital beds
just weeks before they passed on.
I don't speak the Japanese language but I think "ojii-san" is the formal form and "ojii-chan"
is the affectionate/informal form for grandpa. Roger might clue us in.
We kids used to murder the word, "obaa-san" (grandma) by pronouncing it "oba saan",
then later to "baba-san". We were rude and didn't know it.

Jean, I had no idea you were in Alaska. That's the last place I thought you would be.
If someone told me you were the Princess of Monaco, I'd believe that first.
But, I think I'll be there next year when my brand new friend Scott is there to wish Boyd,
another "HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!"
Food is what I missed from Hawaii.
I haven't had those large Alaskan King Crab legs in a long time.
I'm wondering if the king crabs and lobsters they serve on cruise ships are the real thing;
small little dinky things.
I don't know when I'll be doing the Alaskan cruise again;
that's the only way I'll see Skagway again.
I'm glad you're off the mid night shift. That reminds me too much of Dole cannery.
I remember your self-deprecating humor and I have to believe you're very resilient.

And speaking of obaasan.
She was typical of her times, about 55 yrs stooped over from years of hard work
in the field when I was four.
She spoke a mixture of Japanese, pidgin, and Hawaiian words.
The last time she had gone to Japan, which was home for her,
nobody could understand what she was saying.
I was told she used to carry me on her back when I was a baby.

Years later, when I was nine, she had just come up from my cousins' house where she lived,
and entered the garage.
She greeted me and wanted to carry me. I told her I was too old and too heavy for her.
She insisted. I guess she wanted to do it one last time because she knew I was moving to Kaimuki.
I tried to refuse again, and she scolded me.
I was thinking to myself, this is ridiculous, I'm taller and heavier than she was,
but I got on her back.
She tried to bounce up and down like she used to, but after twenty seconds, she said I was too heavy.
Just as I get off her back, one of my aunts stepped into the garage after visiting my cousins' place.
She chewed me out. Life is unfair; I have impeccable timing.

Our two car garage was shared by our family and my cousins' family.
Our house was along Manoa Road like a conventional home, while my cousins' house was about
200' further down the slope on the opposite side of the garage accessible by a concrete walk
that doglegged down the slope, periodically stepping down to the house, with tall alfalfa grass
on both sides and occasional clusters of sugar cane.
The last section of the walkway had an abstract pattern that we used to play hopscotch.
The garage was an unpainted wood structure one could almost see through,
with large cracks in the aging wood panels.
The wood along the north side was covered with a thick layer of green moss on the outside,
usually wet with dew drops in the mornings.
The east wall had the door opening access to my cousins' on the north end, where there was a
concrete pad and a guava tree; that wall was covered with dried moss which looked black
but had spots of green moss on the outside.
The west side did not have moss and was dry for the most part.
The south side was the open entry for two cars and the numbers 3525, black on white,
on the center of the cross beam that supported the patchy red-rust corrugated roof that covered
a white chalky sandstone floor bed.
The north side of the garage had a low growing grass path that was a shortcut between Manoa Road
and the concrete walk to my cousins' house.
The area in front of the garage was the driveway/parking made in the same manner as Manoa Rd;
a series of gravel over tar slurry layers made over the years.
My front yard was just beyond that.
That whole area including the garage was built on fill all retained by a wall that also supported
the east wall of the garage.
There were some thin stalks of sugar cane growing along that wall which we chewed a few times
but it was nothing like the thick commercial stalks.
They were there to prevent strangers from driving off the retaining wall.
My younger cousins and I used to make a house inside the garage with spare pieces of old lumber,
plywood, and cardboard every day when the cars were out.
We'd go home like little angels that fell out of the sky, all patchy white, and if we jumped up and down,
angel dust would fill the air. Bless us.
The west side of garage next to the road was a thick 12'X20' bamboo patch.
One day my grandmother said she would make me something really special.
She said it was called takenoko.
I had no idea what that was and my cousin said it was bamboo. Huh? Bamboo was very hard I said.
Grandma said it was baby bamboo. She was doing a sales job on me.
She said if I wanted to help her she would make a special dish for me.
I had no idea what she was talking about, but I would have helped her regardless.
She said it tasted really good; Oishi!
From the grassy path we gingerly stepped along the side of the garage and squeezed in between the
garage wall and the bamboo stalks, which were well over 20' high, before turning toward the
center of the cluster.
The bamboo grew close together so it wasn't easy to maneuver for grandma.
Now I know why she wanted my help, the four yr old boy was small enough to squeeze through
the bamboo to get to the shoot.
I had no idea how she knew there was shoot there; probably from inside the garage through a crack.
She handed me a small saw and told me to cut a particular stalk.
I cut that and a couple more for her to reach the shoot.
In helping her to remove the shoot I got these short fine black hair-like spines in my small hands,
I guess common to that variety of bamboo.
It itched more than hurt and my cousin took them out later with tweezers.
About three days later, my grandma invites me over to eat the bamboo shoot with her.
I was expecting something close to ice cream. I mean, oishi means oishi doesn't it?
The thin slice of takenoko was awful for a kid with unsophisticated taste and that was the first and
last time I would go on a takenoko hunt with her, unless it was going to be takenoko ala mode.

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----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean (Nakamura) Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Saturday, September 12, 2009 1:21 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 12 / 09 update )

Hal: Thanks for the birthday wishes I appreciate the thought. It's actually 69,
but too many people snicker when I say I'm turning 69.
They look at Jean like she's a tramp! :-) She just grins.

I like reading what you folks submit. What a wonderful way to relive your youth.
It means a lot to Jean when classmates of old mention something nice she did
or how sweet she was in school.
She mentioned being a crossing guard (safety patrol?) in school and stopping cars so that
students could cross the street.
She remembers being so proud of her white vest or apron that marked her as a crossing guard.
One morning she had to stop a big Samoan girl from crossing because the car was coming
too quickly to be able to stop.
The girl got really angry and said something like, "I going get you afta school!".
Jean said she was terrified all day because she knew the "tita" could pound her into the ground.
But, after school, the girl just looked at her and laughed and went on her way. Ho, the relief.

We lived on Oahu from '66 through '72 before moving to Anchorage so I became quite familiar
with pidgin English.
I read somewhere that "pidgin" really means "business" and it became that word (pidgin) because
Chinese merchants would come to da islands for business purposes and the word "business"
was mispronounced until it became "pidgin".
Of course please keep in mind that I'm just an aging haole who married a very smart Japanese girl
and have benefitted from the marriage ever since.
Remember how the Acadians moved from Canada to Louisiana and eventually became "cajuns"
because of the way the locals pronounce words.

I once thought of a joke I wanted to send to Frank Delima to possibly use in his show.
You know how, for awhile, mainland China was in the news over their panda bears.
They always gave them names like "Ling Ling" and "Hsing Hsing".
I thought a funny joke would be for Frank to announce to his audiece that the Honolulu Zoo
was going to get a pair of pandas from China and their names were going to be "Ding Ding"
and "Ching Ching". I think the locals, especially the Japanese, would crack up.

Anyway, I don't mean to bore you folks.
I just enjoyed meeting Hal and Roger and Carl and Dennis Handa and their wives and I can see
that Jean was in great company growing up on Oahu and Lanai.
I met some of you a few years back in Las Vegas and enjoyed all of you.
Jean misses some of her classmates who have passed on. Carolyn Fujikawa and Lucy Ikeda, to name two.
When I saw Carol Masuda's picture, my heart jumped over her great looks.
She was "hot" years ago before the word even meant what it does today.
Carolyn Chock and Geri Barcenas, too.

Anyway, Hal, please keep the little stories coming in. Jean loves them and I do, too.
The Kaimuki Bulldogs of 1960 were some exceptional people and I'm glad I was able to bump into one
of them on Wall Street in New Haven, Connecticut in 1963.

Warm regards,
Boyd Worley

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----- Original Message -----
From: gdigmon
To: hal
Sent: Saturday, September 12, 2009 9:03 AM

Harold/jean/manny & all, Jean, a warm happy birthday to your hubby,
such a yummy menu but wea is the mac salad?
The jewlery stores story is interesting, you know it is too bad but the cruise line business is
indeed BIG BUSINESS, when I worked at the Royal Hawaiian the stores especially at the
RHH Carol & Mary, Pauline Lake, and other high end specialty shops always made a
killing when the cruise ships came in.
Women spent a minimum of $2,000 each and the restaurants were jammed packed,
Surfroom, Canlis, Michels, Third floor etc.
Unfortunately some type of impediment perhaps politically cropped up that limited this business.
Too bad since the cruise clientele brought world wide affluent customers that also introduced
them to wonderful Hawaii who returned with families and became annual repeat customers.
But than that was before our dear Waikiki became what people call Waikiki an extension of
LA Beverly Hills Ca. or Waikiki the designer strip mall.
Goodness Jean, such fascinating stories and insight in your world, you must provide us
with some leisurely discourse time at the reunion.
Right Betty, a versatile pin for caps would go well with us so Harold would look smart for
conservative guys, we need a keepsake for our 50th blowout.
So Elsie what do you think, I'm sure that there are other talented artists in our class who may
be able to help in this dept?
Also Harold ref Betty is there a fundraiser going on for the reunion activities planned,
if so, do you have specs.
I know that when I was on the committee we budgeted funds for office supplies, decorations,
music, door prizes etc. What's the scoops.
Manny will you have time for us, tell us so that we can plan on it.
Manny there is so much that we must all catch up with you after all these years. Ciao Gerri DB

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September 12, 2009

Happy Birthday Boyd... how's it feel to finally reach 60 ? : )
Thanks Jean for the follow-up on Roy... think I'll skip breakfast today.

Hey Manny, you and Irene may be related... but I don't think she's Jewish.
(long story... I'll let Manny explain one day)
Get in touch with Gerri in October and work out a get-together w/ her and I'll be there.

Sorry about the butterfish Bing... had I known I would have come prepared... but hey,
you still did go out of your way to entertain us... Mahalo !

Roy, you don't care for Nuk's looks ? (sorry about the unintended rhyme... does have a ring to it)
Sponges do hold a lot... but remember... you have to squeeze to get anything out : )

Gerri, I'm still trying to picture a pin, etc. on my lapel or elsewhere on my shirt...
actually I don't wear any kind of jewelry... a habit because of my line of work... not
even my wedding ring... much to my bride's early consternation... maybe Bing's
idea of a cap with your idea of a pin would work... anybody... ideas ?

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----- Original Message -----
From: WORLEY, JEAN M (Nakamura)
To: Hal
Sent: Saturday, September 12, 2009 4:28 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 11 / 09 update )

This is my last midnight to 8 am shift. Yay!
September 11th is my husband Boyd’s birthday but now we celebrate it on the 12th.
Our son Scott and his wife RoseAnn came to visit from Kaulapapa and are cooking the birthday
supper which includes king crab, scallops, shrimp, halibut, salmon, Caesar salad, fried rice,
quiche and chocolate Texas sheet cake.
He cooked a sample supper tonight with the scallops as appetizers and the halibut as the main course.
Since he’s been in Hawaii eating at all the different restaurants, he has become very good at cooking
because now he knows what the different dishes should taste like.
Roy, good idea to stir fry the pests. There should be a contest to come up with some good recipes.
I think a Chinese chef could make anything taste great.
If they can make rat delectable, they could make anything else palatable.

Our Fish and Wildlife friend had to go to Guam to convince the people there NOT to eat all of the fruit
bats that they were cooking in coconut milk.
If the Guamanians can eat almost to extinction all of their bats, I’m sure all the locals in Hawaii can
eat the pests brought into the islands.
Of course, I would have to wear a blindfold if I had to eat cane toad, mongoose, coqui frog or African snails.
Would egrets taste like chicken?
I must have left Hawaii when the “bobo” birds arrived.
I think I could handle river tilapia. The tilapia are sold up here as red snapper or rockfish.
What a rip off. However, anything tastes good in tempura batter or teriyaki sauce.
I hope the brown snakes NEVER come to Hawaii.
It would be a nightmare if kids couldn’t play outdoors anymore because of the snakes.
I asked my F&W friend why the brown snakes weren’t being eaten by the locals.
He said that they don’t taste good. Obviously, no good recipes.

Nuk, you came to Skagway and didn’t phone?
We have been lamenting the number of jewelry stores in town… over 35.
The first jewelry store, Little Switzerland, came in and rented a small building on Broadway for $85,000.
They grossed 1.7 million the first summer and the race was on.
More jewelry stores from the Caribbean came to Skagway.
They found that they got the cruise ship tourists coming and going, winter and summer.
The local business people bailed out of their stores to rent to the jewelry stores.
They said that getting rent like that is easier than running a business….just sit back and collect the money.
The town can’t legislate the number of jewelry stores in town.
I met one of the very young Chinese girls who owns two of the stores and asked her how she can afford
to have all the jewelry and still pay rent, utilities and salaries.
She said that all the jewelry is on consignment and the workers are paid by commission.
She just has to worry about the rent and utilities. I think her Dad is helping in that area.
There isn’t much to our town. This was the jumping off for the people headed for the Klondike Goldrush.
The first year, they hiked over the Chilkoot Trail and then the second year, after the White Pass Railroad
was built, they rode the train into Canada.
Our history is what keeps our town alive.
Most jobs are Municipal, State or Federal.
When I came to live here, I was most impressed that all the women owned the businesses.
Then, this year, 33 years later, a very senior citizen told me that was because all the husbands worked
on the railroad and couldn’t collect unemployment if they owned a business on the side.
So that’s why all the wives owned the businesses. Another, how dumb am I?
I only remember speaking in Mrs. Bailey’s class about getting the million dollars.
I’m blank about any topic that would involve talking about what I did at home.
I did mention it way earlier in this chain letter.
If you don’t recognize yourself after you wash your face in the morning, then both of us need name tags
at the class reunion so that we can remember who we used to be.
Everybody writing in this chain letter won’t even have to talk to each other at the reunion.
We have said more and found out more about each other than we would have at a crowded and noisy reunion.

I remember sitting next to Kalani Kawanoe in a first aid class.
The teacher was talking about tourniquets and Kalani ( being sarcastic but acting Innocent)
asked if we should put a tourniquet around a person’s neck if their head is bleeding.
He probably got an “A” in the class.

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----- Original Message -----
From: manuel mattos jr
To: hal
Sent: Friday, September 11, 2009 7:17 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 11 / 09 update )

Aloha Irene, had to look in the yearbook just to make sure. Remember you well, you was such a doll.
When and what side will both of you coming to the big island, hilo or kona.
My wife and I live in the hilo area. We are leaving for honolulu on Oct. 9th.
The presentation at the Royal is on the 10 and 11th.
Looked for your classmate Pedro, she is not in the yearbook.
My grandmother's maiden name was Rocha.
If both of you want to contact me, while on the big island, Hal has my cell number.
While looking throught the year book , we had a lot of goodlooking girls,
why I didn't make any of my moves, I'll never know.
Not much to say about the men except on page 69, top right hand corner, and page 57, last male middle row.
Sad to say, we don't look like that anymore, I mean the guy on page 57.
Well look's like I just made more enemies. Well I still can run like I did in school.
Hope to see all of you in Oct., at our age, take one day at time. Hope all are in good health, God bless manny.

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----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Friday, September 11, 2009 12:54 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 11 / 09 update )


Ray T.: I had no idea you and Nuk were into DoDo Tai. I told you guys I was clueless growing up.
Remember the years you were the counsel to the Maritime Commission(?) here in DC and the president of AAGEN?
Well DoDo called me for lunch in Chinatown DC out of the blue.
She was living in DC for many years and was the president of an organization, I forgot exactly for what.
But she was exploring whether her organization and AAGEN might be a good fit for a joint venture.
If I had known I would have made sure you were invited. But I had no idea. So sorry.
I think Carson and Jeremy thought the two organizations were too different.
BTW her name is no longer DoDo. It starts with a “D” but some regular name.
My little old brain is murky about that one-time meeting more than ten years ago. I’ve lost contact with her.
Dan Inouye knows her well. Next time you see him, ask. He’ll be at the JACL awards banquet. I heard you might go.

Nuk: Now you have me dreaming of butterfish lunch at Shirokiya. Yummmm. Butterfish is my absolute favorite.
I only like laulau with pork and butterfish. If it doesn’t have those two ingredients I will not eat it.
Everyone who visits me from Hawaii knows that if you bring us this kind of laulau
we will go way out of our way to entertain you.
I know about looking in the mirror and not recognizing the face that stares back.
In fact, the face staring back at me is looking more and more like my mother’s.
That was a terrific reunion scenario you put together for our 50th.
I have begun practicing the part you assigned me to, that is,
instructing our classmates on how to snap the necks of the chickens.
I need the practice because I’m a little rusty.

Geri: if men don’t wear pins, what about a KHS baseball cap with the class, e.g., 1960 or 1961, embroidered on the front?
Just an idea. I was never good at crafts.
June Yanazawa was another terrific artist.
Once she designed a bulldog on yellow craft paper, drew in eyes, mouth ears and outlined it with green felt pen.
The rest of us traced her design and finished it as she did.
We made many many (dozens, hundreds?) of these to sell at KHS football games.
Anybody emember why we were raising funds?

Roy: Your picture of the Hoh Rain Forest took us back to our vacation there about 15 years ago.
Hank and I could almost see the little leprechauns lurking in that magical place.
Your litany on the many non-native species of flora and fauna introduced to Hawaii was very, very educational.
I have spent almost all my adult life on the mainland. I had no idea this had happened. Thanks for the info.
I’m aghast that my family contributed to the problems. We raised tilapia for food in a pond next to our house.

Jean: Your little story about community service and your granddaughter was so precious.
When you mentioned the “jitchun” I envisioned a little old Chinese man quilting because “Chun” was part of a Chinese name.
But then, was he Japanese? I think the Japanese word for grandfather is “jit chan”.
Anyway that is what we called our Japanese grandfather.

Well, it is about 7 PM in DC. Have a good week end y’all.

Bing

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----- Original Message -----
From: Roy Okano
To: Hal
Sent: Friday, September 11, 2009 9:08 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 11 / 09 update )


Bob's (Nuk) memory is not as good as people think. This is detail.
It was 9:01 AM on a warm, sunny Saturday morning in 1959 at Ala Moana Park.
We arrived with three model airplanes and Bob's tool box.
He brought the "Smoothie" stunt plane and a flying wing and I brought my flying wing.
His planes were always immaculate because he never learned the fine art of crashing.
Mine was full of patches and tape (not duct), but it also wore the Purple Heart and Bronze Star for valor.
After serving magnificently for three flights, it never recovered from the last controlled crash.
At 9:07 AM, I carefully and mournfully carried it's shattered body to the nearest trash can.
I cleaned off the engine and stored it in an oily rag never to be used again.
Bob let me try his flying wing and it flew smoothly through the air.
I think the patches and tape on mine caused it to fly erratically.

BTW Bob, you held the control while I held the plane by its wing.
I launched and ran in to take over the control.
It was a smooth transition, but a "gust of wind" caused the plane to do a nose dive on the 7th lap.
Unlikely, but it could have been "pilot error".
When the plane is inverted, the controls are reversed.
It was a magnificent crash. I "crashed and burned the first time".
Unlike Maverick from Top Gun, I never got the chance to meet a female instructor.
Only Bob and he was not as attractive.

Honestly though, Bob has an awesome memory. His brain is like a sponge; full of holes.
Nah, his recollection of times past conjures up great memories for all.



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----- Original Message -----
From: gdigmon
To: hal
Sent: Friday, September 11, 2009 8:25 AM


Harold, Elsie/Manny, yes, Jack and I had a great time.
On the pin rather than a bracelet, broach, necklace,
I thought a small type pin that perhaps would work for ties, collars, on sleeves, purses
whatever that is similar to the red/white/blue ribbontype pins for the war that anyone
could wear or seem to use.
Elsie, I'm sure you can pull it off with your creative talent, so what do your think Elsie?
Manny, shall we have a morning, lunch or dinner "KHS60reunion chatroom time" again,
let's do it, when are you free busy guy, tell us.
Aloha all, Gerri DB


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Hi Irene, glad you're still enjoying the email memories... pass on the website link
to Carol, there are a lot of KIS memories also.
Will be trying also, and hopefully other classmates, to see Manny at the Royal...
maybe see you there if we do.

Nuk, while recognizing may be part of it, likely it's timing... most were working or traveling...
like LV, where I'd see more people I knew than when I was back at home.
Richard Yawata and I had a french class with Laverne Nishimura... we also use to joke
around a lot... the three of us had to share and crowd around a textbook, heads nearly
stuck together with Laverne in the middle... another Dodo in our class, Doris Toyooka
another great gal and pal, would say something like 'the class is talking about you guys
sitting so close together'... whereupon Richard and I would go over to her desk at break
time and sit on either side of her... really close... assuring her we hadn't forgotten her...
turning her beet red.

Gerri, you're back ! Great idea on the pin, but what about the guys ? Cuff links, tie clips,
etc are out for guys from Hawaii... other than rings, finger-ear-nose-other, most Hawaii
guys don't wear such items... or have them visible... any suggestions ?

Roy, great to see the 'advocate' in you come out : ) ... other than Stella, I don't think any
of the others mentioned have come to the reunions I've been to... maybe this time.


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----- Original Message -----
From: dorielson
To: hal
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2009 9:38 PM
Subject: 50 years - Memories and Reunions


Hi Hal,

Have really enjoyed reading all the emails by our classmates.
It's amazing how many have vivid memories of the events that have occurred in their lives.
The trip down memory lane is fantastic.

My husband and I will be leaving for Hawaii within weeks and I plan to visit a classmate,
Carol (Pedro) Price while on the Big Island.
Then on Oahu its visiting family and friends.
Manny, hopefully we will get to see your presentation at the Royal.
I thoroughly enjoyed reading your website.

Definitely have been enjoying all the daily updates.

Aloha,
Irene (Rocha) Elson


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----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2009 8:26 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 10 / 09 update )


Harold, I don't even recognize myself most mornings after washing my face.
When I was traveling to Hawaii a lot, I used to go to the Ala Moana Shopping Center often,
either to buy gifts, watch the stage show, or eat butterfish lunch at Shirokiya's,
and I used think why haven't I run across any classmates.
I thought maybe our classmates just didn't go there anymore.
It's more like what Moriyama said, classmates could pass by and not recognize each other.

Jean, yes, those jaw dropping charcoal drawings of the presidents were done by Blanche Nishimura.
Our projects had to be made with our own hands, not plastic kits,
yet someone brought in a knight in armor made from a plastic kit.
I was going to make the Tower Bridge of London but after pricing the balsa wood I was planning to use,
it was too expensive.
I could have drawn it, but I thought Mrs. Chang wanted craft work, not drawings.
I forgot about Harada's helium 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'. Thanks for your memories.
That was the first time I heard someone speak w/helium, and it was so funny, especially when he laughed.
When we attended Harada's class we had no idea what to expect, chemistry or some other subject.
The majority of students were juniors in our class so I thought Laverne Nishimura (a senior)
sitting next to me was a junior, and sitting next to her was Randy, a junior.
The three of us would always joke with each other in class.
If Harada asked, "Where does the electricity go when we turn off the lights?"
one of us might say to the others, "Potty break?" so we had our own thing going and liked those non-chemistry days.
Harada was never bothered by that. He might look toward us, but never said a word to us.
Laverne was one of those super charming people. She'd come in class and tell me,
"I was thinking about you today, guess what I learned?" Maybe she was just practicing on me.
There were a couple days when she would come in and we would glance at each other,
and I would know it was going to be a quiet day.
We had brand new chemistry books that year.
You could tell Randy never opened his book, but he had a great sense of humor. We all managed to pass.
I've been to Skagway off a cruise ship. I don't know what that city consists of but it seems small where we were.
I only remember lots of jewelry stores, one where I saw a dazzling alexandrite ring for $68K.
Some cruisers must have a lot of money. Lots of expensive jewelry but no onions?
Your memory (mentioned some weeks ago) about getting up early in the morning to mop the house
and prepare breakfast for your uncles sounds so familiar I wonder if it was in one of your speeches in Bailey's class?
It could have been one of those samurai films I watched in those days perhaps.

Roy, I also had a combat flying wing which I used to stunt with to warm up before flying the expensive stunt planes.
We timed some of the flying wings we had and they averaged between 80 and 100+ mph,
depending on the engine (0.36 max f/combat) and fuel used, so you must been a very fast runner to get to the controls.
Yes, those boat engines were very expensive; they even made outboard model engines years later.
I used to drop in Do Do's hobby shop from time to time, but she wasn't always there but her younger sisters were.
There were a couple times when nobody was in the shop. It's a good thing I'm honest.
That anodized green Johnson 0.29 engine that everyone used to look at was stolen one day.
It seems that the business was more of a hobby than a business for the girls.
Didn't DoDo win some kind of contest, not unlike Cherry Blossom Queen in Honolulu?
Then she went to the Far East, saw some poor Asian children, and felt so bad,
she donated all her prize money to their orphanage; a substantial amount.


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----- Original Message -----
From: gdigmon
To: hal
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2009 9:19 AM


Harold/Elsie Just got back to Honolulu and so much interesting conversation to read from Harold.
Elsie I have also loved craft fairs and a craft fair would be a great addition to our 50th reunion.
Elsie, maybe you would consider displaying your unusual jewelry talent by designing a small
rememberance pin/small broach type for all those who would be interested in doing a special
souvenir for our celebration and display the pin sample on the web for our classmates to purchase.
If anyone wears your pin this would identify our classmates anywhere.
If this works for you please place me on your first order, so let us know.
Great seeing you, Jack and Richard Seichi at dinner, such fun. Look forward to the next time.
Aloha, Gerri/Jack DB


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----- Original Message -----
From: Roy Okano
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 10, 2009 8:31 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 10 / 09 update )


So called experts and other "professionals" think they are doing good by introducing new species
of flora and fauna into Hawaii. Remember the mongoose?
A U of Hawaii professor said they were great predators of rats. He neglected to study their hunting habits.
We have new species that are destroying our indigenous species.
The Egrets, which once could only be seen at the zoo are now all over the place.
Guppies, sword-tails , black mollies and opai are all but gone because of the tilapia.
The "bobo" birds are aggressive and very destructive to papayas and tomatoes.
Thank goodness we don't have any brown snakes.
They have caused massive damage on Guam and even decimated some bird species.
The coqui frog is another nuisance.
I think we should come up with recipes for the preparation of coqui frogs, "bobo" birds and river tilapia.
A stir-fry may work; works for everything else.

As for The Happy Hobby Lobby and Dodo Tai, model building was my only interest.
I was not in her league being the poor boy I was. She owned a mink coat; I owned a corduroy jacket.
She was quite attractive. I think Raynor and Bob (Nuk) had it bad for her.
I was more into the haole girls from California.

I'd like to meet the two "girls" I sat between in home room; Stella Okamoto and Jeannette Okata.
I'd like to meet Jean Oyama. I'd also like to meet Kalani Kuwanoe and Kenneth Shimabukuro.



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September 10, 2009

The coqui are thought to have hitch-hiked, possibly in plants, to Hawaii around 20 years ago.
They're pretty prevalent on the Big Island and Maui but only in pockets on Oahu... so far.
But Jean, there actually are organizations in Hawaii promoting the coqui... and people were
suspected of secretly bringing in the frogs because of the eradication programs... go figure.
Never had a class with Harada in H.S. but remember him well from his involvement in school
assembly programs... can't forget his version of 'Mary had a little lamb' while inhaling from a
balloon with a bit of helium in it... he had a 'rascally' reputation.
No worry 'bout hurrying the Bulldog issues Jean... got plenty material from the classmates here
for the time being... food more important : )
I'm relieved for you on your shift change... sounded like the graveyard shift was starting to really
wear down on you... a while back, working through the wee hours of the morning were the
norm for me... can barely keep mye eyes open past 8PM nowadays... don't know how you ddi it.

Nuk, I saw Rick at the Sheraton Waikiki reunion banquet but didn't recognize him until after the
reunion while going through my pics to identify people... so haven't talked to Rick since high
school... or Mel Asai for that matter.

Roy, either people really change or my memory has... not just Rick I didn't recognize at the reunion...
also took almost half of that banquet to finally recognize Cliff (Slug) after he initially came up to
me to say hello... he was a classmate and distant neighbor from elementary to high school.
So what did you look at after looking at the model boat engine for a second or two ?

Hal


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----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean (Nakamura) Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 09, 2009 7:03 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 9 / 09 update )


Have been quietly reading with interest these past few weeks. Coqui frogs made me laugh.
That is one of the items we casually asked people about IF they professed to be from Puerto Rico
when coming through the U.S. Immigration line at the airport.
At that time, the frogs were only found in Puerto Rico.
We knew they weren't from Puerto Rico just by how they described their size or sound.
If they are in Hawaii now, someone got them through secretly. Another pest for Hawaii to eradicate.

Mr. Harada and his brain teasers must be the teacher I have been trying to remember .
This teacher said that there would be questions in our lives that would take years later to find the answer.
We would forget the question until one day when we had the answer,then we would remember the question.
His question that day was, "Where does the electricity go when we turn off the lights?"
He never gave us the answer that day because he said that was an example.
Looking back, there have been times when the light went on in my head and I had the answer for a question
that I didn't have an answer to many years before.
How dumb am I? Anyway, in relation to our classmates....years ago, 1963 maybe, while in a room
at the UH-YWCA several friends were talking about leg exercises.
I mentioned to Jane Higa that when I used to walk from Palolo to Carolyn Chock's house on 10th Avenue,
I found a really good leg exercise that stretched my whole leg if I just took a giant step every so many blocks.
I couldn't demonstrate it because the room was too crowded and, since I discovered it for myself at that time,
there was no professional name for that exercise.
Well, here it is 46 years later.
I was washing dishes and listening to the TV when the answer came from the person on the air.
LUNGES. Lunges, Jane. That was the answer. Lunges.
I obviously haven't been doing lunges lately and haven't been walking to Carolyn Chocks house lately
because my legs are now short and fat.

Was it Blanche Nishimura that did the four awesome charcoal renditions of the U.S. presidents
for extra credit from Mrs. Chang?
I have been giving credit to tomboy Marjorie Morioka, if that is her last name. So many quiet artists in our class.

Hal, sorry for not sending all the issues of THE BULLDOG, yet. Our little market hasn't had any Fabreze lately.
Every summer when all the workers come in, our market looks like the stores in Hawaii just before
a longshoremen's strike or a storm warning....no milk, no toilet paper.
We haven't had onions for two weeks!! How do you cook without onions?
We always go into the market with Plan A and Plan B for dinner.
During the summer, we have to go in with Plan C.
Who has a market that will not have hamburger? Skagway.

Love the idea of a craft fair. I have never found a place that is so into crafts as Hawaii.
A person could go broke getting into every new one that comes along.
My grandmother's senior group in Palolo was into making ribbon mums, coffee can foot rests, pearl leis,
rickrack earrings, fibre corsages besides the quilts when we lived there prior to 1972.
She was so impressed with the old jit-chun, the only man in the quilt group, who made the most accurate
and colorful quilt tops.
Hawaii knows how to keep their seniors motivated and socialized with their craft groups.
We were lucky in high school to have our YW-YMCA clubs that taught us community service and gave us
a sense of belonging...no gangs for us.
One day when my grand-daughter saw the spelling bee ribbons and the 4th of July banner and judges ribbons
that I was working on, she asked me if I made a lot of money making them.
When I told her that I did them for community service.
Her eyes opened wide as she asked, "Gra-anny, did you do something bad?"
She only heard of community service in relation to the pop stars who get into trouble with their drinking and drugs.

Thanks to the classmates from the farms for relating what they had to do everyday before they went to school.
You made me feel lazy in comparison. Plucking chickens is not my idea of a fun activity prior to school.
Chickens are the last pet on my list. If they made cute poop like rabbits, maybe.
Brings to mind, Carole Masuda's pet rabbit on a dog leash.

I'm getting off the midnight to 8 am shift. Thanks to a younger female officer.
When she heard I was getting 20% night differential, she wanted in.
We are switching shifts so I will take her 4-midnight schedule and she'll take mine.
Back to normal for me. Yay!!


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----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 09, 2009 12:53 PM
Subject: Re: Rick Nakamura

Does Ricky have a website for his stuff? I'm sure curious as to what his art work looks like these days.
I remember Mel like I did Roger, just occasional small talk during recess at KIS, but rarely saw them in high school.
Does Mel still have his 911? I thought the 911 was overkill in California, but in Hawaii?
Dang thing gets pretty loud when it's doing over 100mph.
Say Hi to Ricky for me. See if he remembers playing with those bamboo swords with us in your yard. bobn


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----- Original Message -----
From: Roy Okano
To: Hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 09, 2009 11:12 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 9 / 09 update )


I got to talking with Rick Nakamura this morning. It's only been about 45 years since I last saw him.
He is still the artist. He paints with oils and has been in exhibits and galleries.
Hopefully, I convinced him to join us at our reunion at Pearl Country Club.
I hope Mel Asai will attend also.

Bob, I also built a pair of flying wings which used the larger Fox engines; .35?
I think I launched it and ran into the circle to "fly" it. It was fast and I had to keep from going dizzy.
No one flys U-control anymore; all R/C now-a-days.
I used to build boats too, but never put them in water.
I had two hydro-planes, one was the Apache.
I couldn't afford the engine, which sold at the Happy Hobby Lobby for $25.
Dodo Tai worked there. Believe or not, I went there to look at the engine.



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September 9, 2009

Wish I could have tried that x-ray machine Nuk, but didn't own a lead suit back then.
Bet they'll be a bunch of (brainy) classmates right about now figuring out Harada's brain teaser...
if they hadn't already done so years ago in school... no, I'm not even close... my brain gets
tired just reading through brain teasers.

Andra, told you Manny would come up with some great ideas on coqui frogs and everything else.
Seriously though, do Google his name... the man is quite talented and knowledgeable.

Betty(Violet), Andra... glad you two may have remembrances of each other... really, part of what
and why this email memories bulletin-board came about.

Hal


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----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 08, 2009 8:14 PM
Subject: 50th Memories


Harold, I used that X-ray machine only once.
Us kids had to grow in to our shoes so shoe buying didn't happen very often.
I went barefoot virtually all the time too.
I don't remember what store it was, but maybe it was a large store like the old Sears&Roebuck
that could afford something like that.

Roy, you let that Bob teach you to fly model airplanes?
Now I wonder, which one of you had been sniffing the airplane glue?
With your Baby Ringmaster with a 0.15 Fox engine having no landing gear,
he had no choice but to teach you the one point landing,
which you learned very quickly after three seconds of flight.
Had you sprung for wheels, he could have taught you the three point landing.
Actually, you could fly well when you flew Bob's planes.
Who built your planes? Not you I hope. :))

Avis Gima and Blanche Nishimura, mentioned previously, were the two females artists
I remember from school.
I think Blanche did those large charcoal portrait drawings which were impressive.
I wonder who the others are that have blossomed since then?
I think it was Ronald Okahashi who was another artist, and a left hander like Ricky
if I remember right and have the right person.
I only found out in the last week of our senior year at KHS when he showed me his tablet
that he always carried around, that contained some of his work.
He did a short stories with comic book panels that showed W.W.II war planes in them; very talented.
Ricky Nakamura is also talented. He was also very talkative and used to call me all the time.
He had chemistry from Harada in his senior year like I did.
One late afternoon, Ricky called me up and asked me about the brain teaser Harada had given us
at the end of the class.
It was ungraded like a lot of what Harada did so I didn't pay attention to the problem.
Examples are Harada gave a math test in class that took the whole class period,
except I finished early and left class for an early lunch when I wasn't supposed to.
Another time, we had to give a speech on anything we wanted, also ungraded.
I read, The Awesome Power of Lightning, right out of the Reader's Digest.
Ricky and I discussed the brain teaser:
There is one balance scale, and 12 steel balls.
Eleven balls all weigh the same. One ball has a different weight.
You had three trial balances to determine that odd ball and whether it is heavier or lighter
than each of the other balls.
Ricky and I independently took about three hours to solve that problem.
Harada never asked the class if anyone solved his brain teaser; more waste of time.
You might try it, not many people can solve it, I found out since.
Frankly, I didn't learn much in Harada's class except for one thing.
While we were doing an experiment in class, he talked about two smart students from our class
(of '60) who took Chemistry the year before, as a warning about what they did.
They were trying to duplicate the experiment exactly as described in the book,
but their results were off and they couldn't figure it out.
What happened was in trying to duplicate the exact same air volume (which was unnecessary)
in an inverted graduated beaker under water during the set up,
they used a straw to blow air into the volume with their breath.
Without realizing it, they were introducing CO2 into the volume which affected their results. nuk


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----- Original Message -----
From: manuel mattos jr
To: hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 08, 2009 6:31 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 8 / 09 update )


Aloha Andra, read your email about you moving to HPP in Puna and about the coqui frogs.
I live in HPP but my home is on Hwy 130, just before Pohaku Pl.
About the coqui frogs, the only way to get rid of them is easy.
Just clear about two lots all around you of trees and grass, then make your house sound proof.
Just kidding, just keep your grass cut, but if your neighbor doesn't, good luck.
What part of HPP will you be in, anything below 2nd street is in the Tsunami zone.
You will have to leave in a tsunami warning, hoping your house is still there when you return.
The most important thing, do you have a doctor in Hilo. It is really hard to find one.
Why don't you call me, I'm better talking then e-mailing,
My number is H. 966**** or C 896****. ( will pass on directly upon request - Hal )
I might have a good doctor for you. Young female and a good friend.
Also if you want to know and see what i do,
just google mannymattos and you will find all the things written about me.
Your husband can find out about my wood work also.
I like Robert's comments, look's like we are all full of useless info.
I'm proud of this class. Hal thanks for being my teacher, good job.
If anyone want's to call me feel free, my cell will always get me.
To all my useless classmates, hope you are in good health, god bless, Manny


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----- Original Message -----
From: ManuWahine
To: hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 08, 2009 10:15 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 8 / 09 update )


Hi Hal,

Thanks for the coqui frog control site. It was well worth reading.
I will definitely use the info to keep those pesky frogs at a distance.
Just wondering what happens to the people that have pools. Do coqui frogs swim?
Anyway, enjoying your daily news updates.
Mahalo,
ANDRA (DEAN) VINCENT


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----- Original Message -----
From: Betty Townsend
To: Harold Oshiro
Sent: Tuesday, September 08, 2009 6:35 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 8 / 09 update )


Andra -- I remember you and Cynthia from school. I probably knew Cynthia a little better.
If I remember correctly -- she and I had classes together.
I also transferred to Kailua High our senior year due to my family moving from Palolo Valley
to Kailua the summer between our junior and senior year.

Sure am enjoying these stories!!

Betty (Violet Chung-Hoon) Townsend


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