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50 Years - Memories: September '09 pg 3

Apologies in advance if you have received this in error
If you don't recognize some of the names of classmates below...
well, that's what yearbooks and reunions are for :
( KHS '60 & '61 reunion pics )

Please pass this email on to other classmates.
I'd like to keep this going, adding their responses to this list or one of yours...
as a reminder that the 50th reunions are just around the corner.
Pearl Country Club - Aiea - April 17, 2010
Main Street Hotel - Las Vegas - tentatively October 10, 2010

Have them post their responses as below, chronologically - latest first.
( any kine memory-recollection or response to a response OK )
Edit posts for improper content
Edit posts for brevity
Edit out email addresses
(though, with their permission, would appreciate having their email addresses)

Below are a few of the classmates believed to have been receiving the email 'memories'...
either directly or through one of the classmates listed below.
Apologies to those inadvertently mis-named, misspelled or unlisted.

Alvin Kajioka, Alvin Kotake, Amy Higashi, Andra Dean, Andy Nakano, Ardel Honda, Arline Hirahara, Arlene Yamagata, Bessie Shimabukuro, Betty Ing, Beverly Davis,
Calvin Ishizaki, Calvin Kang, Carlos Gouveia, Carl Yasuda, Carol Hamasaki, Carol Kunishige, Carole Masuda, Caroline Andrade, Carlyn Tom, Charlene Mau,
Chester Otani, Clarence Fung, Clifford Ching, Clifford Young, Clinton Chung, Dave Sato, Dennis Sakaguchi, Donald Hartzler, Edwina Ahn, Elsie Oshiro,
Elsie Tanaka, Frances Mise, Francine Song, Gary Tsukamoto, Gerri Barcenas, Irene Rocha, James Mau, Jane Higa, Jane Mock, Jean Nakamura,
June Yanazawa, Karen Iha, Karen Morisawa, Katherine Mabe, Kenneth Morimoto, Kenneth Ginoza, Lance Ishihiro, Lorene Watanabe, Louise Lung,
Lynne Zane, Madge Stibbard, Mae Nakanishi, Manuel Mattos, Martin Buell, Matilda Muraoka, Mel Cabang, Michael Tang, Michael Yamaguchi,
Muriel Masumura, Naomi Kuramoto, Norman Ginoza, Patricia Kiyabu, Paul Texeira, Pearl Shimooka, Phyliss Tanabe, Ralph Hind,
Ralph Yamasaki, Raynor Tsuneyoshi, Richard Shinn, Richard Shintaku, Rick Nakamura, Robert Gore, Robert Moriyama,
Robert Nukushina, Roger Kobayashi, Ronald Higa, Rosemary DeJesus, Roy Okano, Ruth Kinoshita, Sandra Akiyama,
Sandra Ishimoto, Sanford Murata, Seda Deguchi, Shirley Tamashiro, Stanley Miura, Thomas Okuhara,
Thomas Takushi, Thomas Yamada, Timothy Choy, Tony Ballesteros, Vernon Wong,
Violet Chung-Hoon, Vivian Hirahara, Wade Morikone, Wayne Kanai, Xavier Ching

The following classmates may still be on the 'unable to locate' list :
Wallace Afuso, Edward Akau, John Akeo, Donald Anderson, Douglas Arai, Raymond Au, Mary Bernard, Karen Bertram, Guy Bettencourt, Merilyn Biete,
Parmalee Burke, Henry Ching, Shirley Ching, Tamar Ching, Henry Chow, Ethel Cordeiro, Carol Cypriano, Priscilla Dang, Warren Dias, Sergio Ebalaroza,
Thomassina Fujimoto, Marlene Fujita, Godfred Galacia, Peggy Ginoza, Barbara Jean Gomes, Gary Gomes, Jeanette Hasegawa, Dorothy Hu, Fredina Ishibashi,
Barbara Izutsu, Arlene Jicha, Vernon Kaaiakananu, Roy Kageyama, Mollie Kai, Charles Kam, Helen Kanegushiku, Gary Kashiwamura, Arlene Kauwe, Linda Kawabata,
Pauline Kekahuna, Peter Kekahuna, Ruth Kirkpatrick, Arlene Kiyabu, Naomi Kobayashi, Ronald Kuratsu, Kalani Kuwanoe, Sharon LaTraille, Herbert Lawlawe,
Bernice Lee, Gregory Lee, Jeffrey Lee, Harry Lew, Halford Liu, Frank Lopes, Josephine Lopez, Lorraine Lopez, Albert Lum , Faith Maeda, Eleanor Mateo,
Chloe McKewon, John Michler, Melvin Mishina, Emmaline Mitchell, James Mitchell, Amy Murakami, Diane Nakama, Barbara Nakamura, Nancy Nakatsuka,
Barbara Nakayama, Blanche Nishimura, Marcia Nonomura, Lorraine Okahashi, Jeannie O'Rourke, Frances Pascual, Daphne Payes, Edith Perkins,
Stanley Pinho, Margaret Pludow, Linda Porgatorio, Diane Rapozo, Mollie Rivera, John Rodrigues, Elizabeth Rubio, Paul Santos,
Thelma Saxon, Marilyn Setoda, John Shimabukuro, Joyce Shimabukuro, Kenneth Shimabukuro,
Gail Shirai, Ronald Silva, Francis Simeona, Albert Siu, Sharlene Smythe, Glenn Sumpaio, Kevin Sweeney,
Roy Takamatsu, Lawrence Tamashiro, Milton Tamashiro, Theta Tanimoto, James Texeira,
Karen Thurston, Stanley Toguchi, Kenneth Toma, Lila Marie Valentine, Manuel Vierra,
Calvin White, Mae Yabui, Patricia Yamaguchi, Elaine Ymas, Richard Yoshikawa,
Douglas Yoshimura, Marjorie Yoshioka, Audrey Young, Geraldine Young

Hal Oshiro


SEPTEMBER 2009 POSTS - posts, starting with March, are archived in

September 30, 2009

The Pbase website is back but only for viewing... I'm unable to update at the moment...
so for those classmates not receiving these emails or preferring to read from a website:

September posts - part three:

September posts - part two:

September posts - part one:

Sorry... no new posts... no update.

As Elsie T. and others have noted, be great to 'hear' from those that haven't posted yet...
we know 'they' must have as good as or better 'memories' than what's been posted so
far... the 'memories' recipients list above, and all the past posts, shows who 'they' are.

Thanking the prolific, prodigious posters (in no particular order : ) for the great memories
you all have posted thus far:
Robert Nukushina, Jean Nakamura, Betty 'Bing' Ing, Robert Moriyama, Carl Yasuda,
Carole Masuda, Gerri Barcenas, Roy Okano, Seda Deguchi, Vernon Wong, June Yanazawa,
Raynor Tsuneyoshi, Kenneth Morimoto, Elsie Tanaka, Richard Shintaku, Elsie Oshiro, Sandra
Akiyama, Carlos Gouveia, Violet Chung-Hoon, Pearl Shimooka, Edwina Ahn, Clinton Chung,
Arline Hirahara, Thomas Takushi, Calvin Kang, Ruth Kinoshita, Manuel Mattos, Irene Rocha,
Clarence Fung, Rosemary DeJesus, Andra Dean, and though he hasn't posted (yet) Chester
Otani for the terrific memorabilia, and of course the one I blame for starting all of this - Roger
Kobayashi... I know I've missed a lot of you... apologies and belated thank you.


----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Monday, September 28, 2009 2:21 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories: 9/28/09 update

Hal: I think a lot of us suffered withdrawal symptoms with no 50 Years-Memories page yesterday.
But I did fill the time by printing the 41 pages for September to send off to Velma Kekipi.
She had to cancel her trip to Skagway this month because the doctor ordered her not to fly
until he had stabilized all her ailments.
You name it, Velma has it. Poor girl.
We promised to see each other in Las Vegas on 10/10/10.

Bing's story was hilarious!!
It reminded me of the time we were living in Taipei, Taiwan for 2 years when Boyd was a
Staff Sergeant in the Air Force.
We were required to hire an amah or baby-sitter/housekeeper to help the local economy.
That meant I had NOTHING to do around the house.
Our son, Kevin, was about a year old and I got pregnant again.
Since I gained so much weight with Kevin, the Navy doctor gave me some diet pills.
I took them and never felt so out of control in my whole life!!!
My heart was racing! I was perspiring just sitting still.
I was so-o thirsty.
My mind was speeding full steam ahead.
I must have embroidered every scrap of material around and I had envelopes addressed and stamped
with checks written out to pay my bills five years in advance!!
I cut the pill in half and that uneasy feeling persisted so I finally stopped taking the diet pills.
I think they were DEXAMIL tablets.
Boyd scolded me for not following the doctor's orders but I told him, "I don't care if he is a doctor.
This doesn't feel right so I'm not taking it."
I always remembered the advice our neighbor in Palolo gave me when my grandmother
sent me to sewing school.
She said, "You will be taught their way to make patterns and to sew but, use your own brains
and figure out what works and doesn't work for you. Use your brain."
I thought that was unusual advice and remembered it.
I'm glad I did because back then we didn't question authority.
Don't trust anyone over 30 wasn't even part of our upbringing.
Who knows how much whackier I'd be now if I had followed the doctor's orders?
At the rate my heart was thumping, I'd probably be skinny and dead.
Anyway, Betty, you're BING after that fine story.
I even remember that you told us your Mom was sending you to cooking school.
I thought your Mom must be one cool lady.
How smart can she be?
I wished my Grandmother had sent me to cooking school, too.

---- Original Message -----
From: Roy Okano
To: Hal
Sent: Monday, September 28, 2009 9:37 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories: 9/28/09 update


Men like Carl Yasuda and Wayne Lewis (1961) had it bad.
They were on the ground. I hold a lot of respect and admiration for them.
We were in the air most of the time.
There were some scary times and sad times.
Watching tough sergeants with tears in their eyes loading body bags was tough.
Landing in remote spots knowing that if we were hit, we were as good as dead.
I was "fortunate" to fly with the crews.
I got to see how our men and aircraft were being utilized.
Some parts of VN were beautiful; almost like Hawaii.
Cam Rhan Bay was, I hate to say it, more beautiful than our Hanauma Bay.

You would have changed too if put in the same situation.
I was "laid back" while living in Hawaii.
When I joined the Air Force and went through the training and got my first assignment,
I was terrified.
I had 18 aircraft and 150 men under my command.
I answered to only one man; my boss, a Major.
I soon learned to be tough, confident and assertive. I had to.
I had men who were older than my father and with years of service longer than I was alive.
It was a great day when I made Captain and CMS Dobbs came up to me and saluted me
and said I did well.
That meant more to me than all the awards and commendations.
He was a hard man to please.
We, Hawaii boys, always had a good reputation.
I discovered this even in Basic Training. We always gave a little more and endured a lot more.

Rick is how his likes to be called; not Ricky.
He is quite an accomplished painter.
He has shown his works at Taylor-Reese Gallery, Sunshine Gallery and other established galleries.
He even showed at the Zoo Fence, where a lot of noted artists began their careers.
He does beautiful land and seascapes as well as people.
He works mostly with acrylics.
Melvin is active in sports and is "battered" so he says.
He is still trim and well-groomed.
We met for lunch at Waioli Tea Room and he came in a long-sleeved dress shirt, slacks,
dress shoes and hair groomed.
Me? I arrived in my favorite attire; T-shirt, Solumbra wind-breaker (sun protection), jeans,
cross-trainer shoes and wind-blown air.
I looked like a slob next to him. But then I'm an artist. LOL!

The Academy of Arts is free on the 3rd Wednesdays.
The Bishop Museum used to be free on the first Mondays or was it Sundays.
Most have senior or military discounts.
I enjoy browsing through museums. Inspires me.

Betty, I hope you'll forgive me.

"The human mind is a wonderful thing, but it is so easily influenced by its own imagination."
Roy Okano

September 28, 2009

Roy... having never been to 'Nam or any other war zone or the service for that matter (my other
long-short story for another time) I can't imagine what you guys went through, but I've heard
enough from other vets who have to at least understand... but I'm guessing it's not a 'phobia'
but more an aversion much like mine... you're right, last saw Penny at the 2005 reunions...
don't recall Gerri Okumura being at any of the reunions that I've been to.
Being a museum enthusiast (or museum piece as some put it) I especially love 'free'... nonetheless,
even for a fee, I still try to visit a museum or two (or more) wherever I travel... even Vegas !
Don't like to 'pop' pills, even aspirin... but pain and/or circumstances being what they are... once
'did' some 'innocent' caffeine pills to keep me going on a murderous 20-hour-day schedule I was
subjecting myself to for a couple of weeks... realized I had to slow down or stop when I had a
weekend family dinner break... I was talking across the dinner table with my brother-in-law
(and classmate - Brad Lee) when I noticed he was giving me a strange look... finally realized
I had one eye nearly closed and the other getting there... and my mouth was moving but not
much was coming out and what did wasn't making sense at all to him... and to me, in retrospect.
Bing is still the sweet gal you all remember... but with a steely determination and 'toughness' I'd
never sensed before... perhaps it's because of what she went through in college (let her detail)
or maybe the environs of the mainland, especially the high-energy atmosphere of the District...
as I told her, or I think I did, I'd never be able to 'make it' in D.C. with my laid-back demeanor.
Sorry, for me, I wasn't able to meet you guys at Zippy's and Waiola for lunch... Ricky (or does he
prefer Rick) I remember at the 40th reunion, but Melvin I really haven't seen since H.S. or had
a chance to really talk to since Intermediate days.


----- Original Message -----
From: Roy Okano
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 27, 2009 10:08 AM
Subject: Re: September Memories

Enjoyed reading the memories.

Penny will be missed. I developed a "phobia" with funerals ever since I returned from V.Nam.
I had a difficult time with my parent's funerals. Open caskets are the worst.
I remember Penny and Gerri Okamura (?) getting me in trouble in science class at KIS.
They would talk to me and when I turned to answer them, I would get caught.
Penny was always a cheerful person. I last saw her at the 2005 (?) reunion in Las Vegas.

I'm glad to hear that museums are free in DC. I think they should be free everywhere.
Some places do give discounts to seniors. The Reagan library is free to the military.
Since the Iraq war, many places give discounts or free entry to the military.
Even the Buchart Gardens in Canada gave me a 50% foreign military discount. The perks are nice.

College and drugs. There was a time at the U of H that one could have 3 or more finals on the same day.
I had Microbiology, Qualitative Analysis and History on the same day.
Micro and History was no problem, but Qual was. I studied for Qual till 2 AM.
My friend's dad (not to be disclosed) gave me some benzadrine to keep me awake. It was a marvelous drug.
Though my body was dead tired, my mind was alert and sharp.
After the exams, my mind was still traveling at warp speed and I could not sleep.
When I did, I must have slept for days or that's what my mom said. Scared her.
It scared me when I peed and my pee was chartreuse in color.
I used to take Percadan and Vicodin for my migraines. Thank goodness I don't get migraines anymore.
I don't know if I felt euphoric because of the drugs or because the pain was gone.
You can't know pain until you've experienced a migraine.
Well, maybe child birth, but I've never experienced that.
I can understand why people like the feeling of being high; it is a great feeling.
Understand I am not a drug addict.
Hmmmm. That's what all addicts say.
And my being thin is not very convincing. However, trust me.

Betty (Bing) surprises me. I've always pictured her as a bright, attractive, straight-laced, sweet girl.
Not that she still isn't.
That just came out wrong. I'm sorry Betty.
I tend to put my foot in my mouth from time-to-time.
Next time we meet, remind me to buy you a drink.
You can also have mine as I don't drink anymore. And that is another story.

Nuk wants Betty and me to demonstrate breaking the necks of chickens.
Why do we have to do that to innocent chickens? Their lives are already too short.
As for tamago rice, GAG!!!

We (Chester, Wallace and Frances) met with Rick Nakamura and Melvin Asai on separate lunches.
Rick is still an artist and paints commercially. Need to pick his brain.
Mel is still the active guy he's always been.
Still plays tennis and baseball. We need to finish our game from 1968.
Like me, he replaced his toy with a more sensible car.
Both said they'd attend our 50th reunion at Pearl Country Club. Hope so.

September 26, 2009

I realize there are some who read this 'memories' blog on the Pbase site... and that the
site is currently down and inaccessible... as such, I am temporarily placing a copy of
a portion of the September posts at this link:

Coinciding with Bing's post, here are some 1961 pics courtesy of Chester Otani:


This photo and the next several emails are photos scanned from the University
of Hawaii yearbook, Ka Palapala 1961.
I've chosen several photos of our KHS classmates in their freshman year at UH.
The photos are from a public document that was distributed to all students.

Chester Otani"


----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Friday, September 25, 2009 12:40 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 25 / 09 update )

At first, the reluctance of you all to call me Bing stumped me.
I have been known as Bing all my adult life.
Then I realized, by that 1961 only some of you were on the UH campus.
It was a huge campus and you were spread out among the different schools
(e.g. School of engineering, business administration, fine arts, social sciences)
and even within those schools few of us shared any classes.
All my current friends and family call me Bing.
So let me tell you how I became known as Bing.

Nuku was right, before that my nickname was Kitten,
probably because of my cat eyeglasses.
In my freshman year, I pledged with the sorority called Te Shih Sheh.
I was the first non-full Chinese in this sorority.
There were 7 of us pledges.
The sisters in this sorority were known to be very smart,
many with straight 4.0s and quite attractive.
The competition to get in was severe, especially since they only took 7
out of thousands of freshmen.

At UH, the “punch out” class was freshman history.
On the first day of each class, the professor would say:
look to your left and your right, only one of the 3 of you will be sophomores next year.
Each sorority tried to have all its pledges in the same history class
so they could help each other study for exams.

The final exams were all given in one week at the end of the school year.
The following week all the students came back to get their grades in person, class by class.
Because of the importance of the tests during finals week,
our older sorority sisters gave us “pills” so we wouldn’t need much sleep and could cram.
I wanted to make the best grades so I took more than the recommended number of pills
and hardly slept the whole week.

The week after we went back to get our grades. All 7 of us pledges sat together.
Instead of handing out grades, the professor started reading someone’s answers to the exam.
The answers were hilarious and the whole class was laughing.
The person writing the answers must have been a cut up.

For example, one of the fill-in-the blanks question was:
who was the first Mexican general who took land from the rich and give it to the poor?
The real answer was Pancho Villa. This person wrote in Cisco Kid.

The “Blue Book” exam was supposed to be the essay part
which usually takes at least an hour or more to answer.
The Blue Book question was: Why did the Mexican Revolution occur?
This person answered in two words: Why not.

The whole class, including the 7 of us, laughed and laughed at each answer.
When the laughter subsided the professor said: Bing, claim your paper.
Nobody in the class stepped forward.
The 7 of us pledges were talking among ourselves that Bing was in big trouble.
The professor called for Bing to claim the papers two more times.
At the third call, Arlene turned to me and said … B. Ing … spells Bing.
Did you forget to put a period after your first initial?
As I realized that this paper could be mine, the whole world seemed to be crashing around me.
I could see me explain to my angry parents that I had flunked out of UH.
I don’t know how but I walked up the aisle to claim the papers in a daze …
my life flashing before me.
The whole class thought I had done this on purpose and were cheering.
The professor told me to meet him in his office afterwards. I went there.
I tried to explain that I didn’t know what happened.
He just said here take this exam. So I took the exam. Got an A. Thanked him profusely.
I left confused wondering what had happened.
Today, we know that the pills were “uppers”. So I was totally high taking the exam.

But as I crossed the UH campus to go to the student union to meet my sorority sisters,
people passed me and said Hi Bing.
Whenever I tried to explain I wasn’t Bing, nobody wanted to hear the real story.
Even my sorority sisters started calling me Bing.
I became known as Bing and won all kinds of elections as Bing.

When I got married, my first husband called me Bing.
When we went to Seattle Washington, everyone called me Bing.
When we went to Cambridge everyone called me Bing.
When I taught at UH, I was Bing.
When I got to DC I was called Bing.
And I have been Bing ever since.

But if you still remember me as Betty or Betty Ann, that is all right.
It was my childhood name.

September 25, 2009

Thanks for the info on Penny's memorial Gerri... wish I could've been there to bid farewell.

Elsie, last I knew, Brenda was married to and working with Charles Black... maybe 10 or 15
years ago... at his interior design company... here's a link to another company he started:
You may possibly be able to contact Brenda through this company if you wish... don't believe
she's reading or knows of this email blog.

Bing, thanks for the interesting read on Arlene... didn't realize how close you two were.
And hey, thanks for the link on museums... one of the things I love and look forward to when
we're visiting in D.C.


----- Original Message -----
From: gdigmon
To: hal
Sent: Thursday, September 24, 2009 8:26 PM

Harold/Manuel Mattos, Manuel, since u plan to be on Oahu for a week beginning the 10th of Oct.
and u prefer dinner to another time, what night would be best for you so that we can work on
this with whoever wants to join in. Tell us soon. Roger Kobayashi will be out of town.
Attended Penny Taguchi Tanaka's services last night with Sandy Fasone and Carol.
We arrived early, thanks to Sandy, and the room quickly filled with subdued good friends and co-workers.
The service was light hearted and brief.
There was a large marvelous color photograph of Penny smiling set among the beautifu floral stands.
I understand that the unique floral arrangement of playing cards was for her love of Las Vegas
and the adorable "little kitty" arrangement was one of her great interests.
Penny is incredible she was very successful in the social work field and also obtained her masters,fantastic.
While it was a deeply sad occasion and Penny will be dearly missed, thanks to Penny the large turnout
included many of our fellow KHS classmates that we have not seen for ages.
Besides Carol Masuda Eto, sis Madelyn, sweet Carol Hamasaki, met Raynor's sis Bernice who we took
advantage to ask what kind of a brilliant brother was he, interesting stuff, courageous Bobby Baptist Hanoa,
Muriel Masamura, Pat Torigoe who loves bowling, Barbara Izutsu who looks so buff and fantastic...
claims she lost 30 lbs by walking her dogs daily, Ernest Nogawa (Penny's neighbor)
who stated that he was still very shy?? Roger Kobayashi and his wife to name the few that we had such
an enjoyable time reaquainting ourselves after all these years.
Penny's son is tall and handsome (worked with my daughter at the former Swiss Inn and now runs his own
delicious popcorn business across from Moiiliili Star Market.
After refreshments and food we left and it started to rain which of course is a traditional sign of a beautiful
Hawaiian Blessing for Penny.
Jack was away on business and could not attend. Keep well all. Gerri D.B.

----- Original Message -----
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 24, 2009 11:48 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 24 / 09 update

Hi, Hal...this site is getting better and better.
Wish more classmates would particapate, as I know they are all reading these blogs,
as I also did at the beginning.
Some are absolutely hilarious, especially Jean.
JEAN:.... yu are an inspiration to others (including your daughter).
You must have really blossomed after KHS, as I don't remember you being so funny and vocal;
rather more sweet and quiet.
You're precious! I too am an avid reader, but you'll never find me in curlers and pajamas all day.
What kind of books do you like to read? Novels or the boring non-fiction ones?
My favorite authors are David Baldacci, Alan Folsum, Ken Follet, Greg Isles and Vince Flynn.
Yes, most are CIA/OPUS type books.
Hal, if okay with Jean, would you also send her my e-mail address
so we can maybe do a book exchange?
(Maybe I'll even sneak in a Korean drama), haha!

Betty: I'm trying to ignore the others who are attempting to sabotage my efforts to enlighten
and add to your busy schedule by sending you JUST ONE Korean Drama.
I know you will thank me for it (as I've thanked Viv many times) for making me a forever addict.
Although I have the KBS World channel through Dish Network, I rarely watch the weekly episodes,
as I rather sit and watch the whole drama, which I can "pause" anytime to take important calls
and do my household chores (unlike Jean.....Boyd, you are spoiling her!)
I will ask Harold to favor me by sending you my e-mail address so you can tell me
where I can mail this drama.
Kamsumnida (Thank you) in Korean.

I've read some comments from Tom Takushi..... so nice to know that you are reading these blogs.
You were always such a nice person and popular because everyone found it so easy to talk to you.

Brenda Ignacio: hope you are reading the blogs on this site.
I've asked Gerri many times about you wondering where you are,
as we had such a good time in high school.
Bet you're pretty as ever.
Remember we had Pearl Chun's mother as our babysitter?
Wow, such a long time ago, but she was the best babysitter!

PEARL S: Is the craft fair an active item on the reunion agenda?
If so, I could check with Main Street about the cost of the ballroom so we'll know how
to pro-rate fees to cover total cost.
Also, could you add something in the very next newsletter which classmate would be interested
in the one in Las Vegas (also type of craft), so we can get an early head count.
You have my e-mail address, so contact me directly if I can do anything to help things along.
I can even do mailers as feelers just to find out how many would be interested,
then communicate to you to determine fee for space.
Look forward to hearing from you. Thanks much. Elsie T.

----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 24, 2009 10:34 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 24 / 09 update

Arlene Lum went to the Priory and was kicked out with a bunch of other girls because of something
they did and said.
She then went to Roosevelt High School and graduated from there.
She went to University of Hawaii (UH) where we met up again.
She and I pledged the same sorority, Te Shih Sheh.

After she graduated, she went to New York where she got the job of Assistant Home Editor
of Seventeen Magazine.

When my first husband, Vernon Woo, was accepted to Harvard Law School in Cambridge Massachusetts
we used to visit her during spring break and Christmas.
She lived in an apartment with access to Gramercy Park which is a gated park.
You had to have a key to get into the park.

Vernon and I also visited Ken Kodama and his wife.
They were both getting their PhDs at Yale.

I lost track of her again when Vern and I divorced.
I then married English Bradshaw who was the instructor in the course after the one I was teaching at UH.
English got accepted to the PhD program at Harvard School of Education.

A year before English got his degree a recruiter from OMB came to Cambridge to interview students.
English and his 5 buddies brought the recruiter to my apartment for dinner.
I made extra money by feeding guys and charging them by the month.
The rules were you came between certain hours for the meals.
If you missed the time you were not fed and there was no refund.
You could bring one guest a month. He was a really interesting man.
He left to go back to DC.
Two weeks later he called to ask whether I would come to DC for job interviews.
I jumped at the chance. None of the guys got any interviews. The marriage ended.

I took the job in DC and guess who was here? No other than Arlene Lum.
She was a reporter for Gannett and her beat was the Congress.
She tried to hook me up with Victor Li who was a law professor at Columbia.
But it was clear that they were compatible.
They invited me to their wedding in New York.
I stayed at Victor’s mom’s house. It was a gorgeous wedding.

Years later, Victor became the President of the East West Center.
The Center is funded by the Federal Government and Victor had to come to DC for his budget hearings.
They would come with the boys and Hank and I would meet them for dinner.

The last time we had dinner together was about 15 years ago at their home in Manoa.
We lost touch again. Other mutual friends tell me they retired and have since moved to a condominium.

----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 24, 2009 6:35 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 23 / 09 update

I just realized how lucky I am living in DC because all the museums are free.
And there are tons of them.
You could go to an exhibit a day and never run into the same exhibit during your lifetime.

Well, you might have a chance to go to a free exhibit in your home town.
Some museums in every state, including Hawaii, will be free this Saturday, September 29,2009.
Go to this website to check if your favorite museum will not charge admission on that one day.


September 24, 2009

Bing, catching up and actually reading what's within these blog emails...
mind has been elsewhere as of late.
Sex education movie at Waialae Elementary ? Really ?
I must have fallen asleep without a clue myself... don't remember that at all.
By the way, where did Arlene head off to after Waialae... know she was a
reporter then publisher at the Honolulu Star-Bulletin from the 70s to the 90s.
As I recall re: your cell phone, I had a problem getting through to you or not
at all at times... I do recall your mumbling something about 'buttons' and
'problem' but that could have been about work related annoyances : )
And when are YOU going to be in MY town... I owe you and Hank a lunch or
dinner (or both) and more pleasant conversation.

Jean, Nuk, you're right about us SPUs (actually am now an SDU), we're still hot : )


----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 12:30 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 23 / 09 update

Elsie: Don’t listen to Boyd and the others, send me a Korean opera.
My curiosity is getting the better of me.
Anyway, I couldn’t get as hooked on anything as I am to this blog.

Jean: Your hilarious story about the lack of sex education jogged my memory
of my own misconceptions.
Arlene Lum and I would go to each others house once a week.
One day we found a book in her parent’s bedroom.
We saw pictures of sperm swimming in water.
I don’t know why but we immediately assumed that it was sea water.
So to avoid getting pregnant, she and I (who used to be avid swimmers) stopped going
anywhere near the water when we went to the beach.
I think I was in the 9th grade before I started swimming again.
We also had no clue about what sex education was all about at Waialae elementary.
I dimly remember I think a movie in a dark auditorium.
Did anybody get useful information from that movie?

Nuku: Hey educated chicken, keep those memories coming.
I look forward to this blog which a year ago I wouldn’t have imagined I would.
When it started, I didn’t even know it was a blog.
My husband is amazed because I hardly use e-mail for social activities.
I am a non-techie person, except when I have to because of work.
There I use the internet for research, PCs, power point presentations, excel worksheets, etc.
No choice.
But I refused the work blackberry.
I typically do not watch TV during the week because I read a lot.
I read the Washington Post every morning.
On the weekends when I have time I enjoy cooking shows on Food network and public television,
how to do things on DIY.
Sometimes I also like to watch the history, science, and science fiction programs.
If I hit something wrong on the TV remote control, I have to wait until my husband Hank fixes it.
We do not have a dishwasher.
My husband does the laundry.
He banned me from the laundry from the beginning when I turned most of his underwear pink.
Occasionally I try to help him because the laundry pile gets high.
Now I cannot figure out how to turn the front load washer on once I turn it off. Too many dials.

I don’t think I am as nerdy as I sound. But who knows, maybe I am.
After all some of you thought I was bookish as a kid.
What I like to do is meet people in person and do activities together, like going fishing with Ray
or going together to the folk life festival at the Smithsonian or going to the museum exhibits ,
or to shows at the Kennedy Center or the Birchmere or the Strathmore.
Or eat together and sometimes both.
I have small dinner parties at my house every Tuesday and Thursday evenings for immediate family,
friends with no spouses, and visiting friends and family.
We will meet friends at restaurants at least once a month.
We belong to a gourmet club and cook once a month on Saturday nights.
Our leader chooses a cuisine, e.g., northern Italian and each couple is assigned a dish: the puupuus,
the salad, the main courses, the side dishes, the desserts, the wines.
We are part of a large group of Asian Americans who live in this area who meet
at different restaurants for dinner.
In addition, we are a part of a group of zebras (blacks married to whites) and tigers
(Asians married to blacks or whites) who meet once a month for dinner and a movie night.

Hal: When you came to DC, we had trouble getting together.
Remind me, what was I doing wrong with my cell?
Anyway, anyone who knows me knows that I find my cell phone challenging.
It is one of those that includes a camera and internet access which I don’t know how to use.
I have accidentally taken a picture of my foot. My cell is over 3 years old.

----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean (Nakamura) Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 23, 2009 11:01 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 23 / 09 update

Elsie: Thank you but no thanks.
We have about 84 tapes with 4 shows recorded on each tape of the Japanese show
that investigates places in Japan that people want to know about: SOKO GA SHIRITAI.
We need to watch those tapes as soon as we can and then send the boxes of tapes on to my sister.
I don't need boxes of Korean soap operas to add to the boxes of Japanese tapes.
I guess you could send Betty one tape to test her reaction.
You could ask her husband if she was in a trance like Robert Moriyama's sister.
My husband didn't even like it when I read books at home because I would get so engrossed
that when he would come home from work I would still be in my nightgown and curlers,
the bed would still be unmade, the breakfast dishes still on the table or in the sink,
laundry not washed and no dinner ready.
Even our kids would say, "Oh no, Mom was reading a book today, wasn't she?"
So I take my books to work nowadays where I HAVE to put them down to do my job.
I remembered your oral presentation because I felt you must have really practiced your piece
because you did it so well.
It inspired me to do the same.
I was just going to say my piece and be done with it.
Instead, I tried to give it more expression like you did with yours and practiced it a lot.
When my daughter was around 12, she was practicing a piece from Macbeth.
She said,"Mom, I'm going to try for the "C" and just say this one paragraph."
I remembered Elsie Tanaka and told her,"No, go for the "A".
You just have to practice some more."
She got an "A" thanks to you and your Algernon.

NUK: Thanks for enlightening us on your last name.
Boyd is the proofreader for our local newspaper so he always sees errors that need correcting
but not in your case.
Talking about TDH...the ladies aren't the only ones mesmerized by good looks.
Men are just as bad when they see a nice looking lady with nice legs and big boobs as one flat
chested person can attest to.
I have met two Customs ladies who wear sports bras to work just because of the unwanted
attention they get from men in general.
I remember the boys at Kaimuki Intermediate were shameless around big boobs.
On the first morning of 7th grade some of the girls were standing around talking about the changes
in their bodies over the summer.
Some had just started their periods and every one was so happy to be wearing bras like 32AA
and maybe 32A.
Well, just then a new girl from California walked up with a light blue skirt, sleeveless white blouse,
platinum blonde hair and 44D's.
I remember we all pulled the front of our blouses out, looked down and wondered, "Where's ours?"
I remembered the boys just oggling and making fools of themselves so it goes both ways, NUK.
But you know, TDH or exceptionally good looking ladies have their problems, too.
Us plain people think that all our problems would be minimals IF we were handsome or beautiful.
Not so.
When the commercial came out where the beauty says, "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful,"
I remembered Brenda Ignacio.
I admired Brenda because she was PERFECT in every way.
She was everything I wished I was.
Her hair was perfect, she had the biggest eyes and longest lashes, she had beautiful teeth,
the smallest waist, the nicest smile, she was smart and she still was nice to everyone.
One day she came back to Miss Nunes' class in tears.
She was in the bathroom standing next to three girls who were talking about Brenda Ignacio
and how much they hated her.
She was so hurt because they were talking about her but apparently didn't even know her by sight
because they didn't see that she was standing right next to them at the sink and mirror.
Just be happy with yourself.
Think positively of what you can do and what you have.
Forget the negative.
If you can't change things, make light of it.
Laugh at yourself.
Life is too short to be depressed about things you can't change.
Nuk, you're hot stuff in your own way.
Have to finish my housework before I go to work.

----- Original Message -----
To: Hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 22, 2009 3:12 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 22 / 09 update

Hal, thank you, I got Roger's e-mail.
AND, Roger, you are being too kind....not a pidgin British accent??
Bet you all had a good laugh, (I hope), but I was a nervous wreck.
Jean, I am very patriotic and concerned with the state of our economy and not concerned
with Betty not turning reports of the OMB (she's been there too long....won't lose her job).
BUT, want her to enjoy some quality time watching these dramas...such great therapy.
Get her away from the pressures of her job. Shall I send you a sample too?
Talk to you all soon, Elsie T,

----- Original Message -----
From: Ray Tsuneyoshi
To: Hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 22, 2009 8:31 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 22 / 09 update

Vern Wong,
I left Germany quite awhile before you got there.
I was in Germany from 1966 through 1969 serving with the Army Security Agency.
As far as the word for Kale is, I learned to spell it Gr(umlaut U)nkohl.
I thought that it signified green kale.
There is a Braunkohl or Winterkohl that is grown further south in Braunschweig and Hannover.
If you google the word Kale:German word it may mention Winterkohl but there are
cross references to Gruenkohl spelled either with the umlaut U or the –ue- .
If you google “groenkohl” it will refer you to “gruenkohl”.
I have a great collection of East Frisian Jokes (Ostfriesische Witze) and many of them
have to do with Kale.
While my detachment was quartered at the Caserne in Bremerhaven,
our site was several kilometers outside the city in the middle of farmland.
When the Iron Curtain came down, they did not need to electronically spy on the East Block
Soviet Empire and the ASA was folded into other parts of the Army.
What is of interest to the rest of the ’60 Grads is that the input from our operations went straight
to the NSA (National Security Agency) in Maryland and one of our classmates, Kenneth Kodama,
remembers seeing reports from my unit….Small World.

----- Original Message -----
From: richard shintaku
To: 'Hal'
Sent: Tuesday, September 22, 2009 6:06 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 21 / 09 update

Hal, Kaimuki 60 grads playing golf this Thursday at Waikele.
Will finish between 4 and 5PM.
Good time to get together someplace between Waikele and Kalihi.
Ask Ron Higa for details. Shinty

----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Monday, September 21, 2009 12:42 PM
Subject: 50 Years - Memories

Have a nice day Harold.

Boyd and Jean, the correct name is Nukushina. It means "warm thing".
Since it didn't help my dating situation in Hawaii, I upgraded it to "hot stuff".
Yes, it is an unusual name, but there is a little town in the Hiroshima area that is named
Nukushina and only months ago, we met a man who lived there most of his life in that
town although born in the US.
On the mainland, nobody has problems spelling my name correctly, but whenever I send
business correspondence to Hawaii, the reply letters come back to me with my name
"corrected" addressing hot stuff as Nukushima or worse.
People think they know better than I do, and assume I can't spell my name.

I wish I got to know Jean better in school, you know, just short of getting punched in the face.
I thought some guy was going to get really lucky, and instead,
they were getting their faces punched in.
No wonder the knocks on the front door dried up.
Rumors were to watch for her right cross or her left hook, you won't see it coming.
I think Jean has the best memory of our Class of '60.
Now I understand why I feel compelled to get on my knees each day at noon and bow
in the direction of Skagway.
I'm glad you like my messages. I feel I have been posting too much lately and as I told Harold
I didn't want to bore people to death and ruin his great email blog.
Yesterday, I deleted the following from my message (with one minor change) in reply to Jean,
plus how Robert Moriyama influenced me. I retrieved it.

Jean, TDH always works.
The short ugly guys come in when things get so bad, people just give up and are desperate for competence.
The suglies get their day in the sun, but the TDH are back by the end of the day.
A friend and I was in downtown Honolulu shopping.
While we were talking on a street corner, this gal comes up and asked my friend directions to her destination.
My friend Stan is 6ft tall and good looking.
Stan tells her he doesn't know where it is. I knew where it was, so I gave some directions.
This gal never takes her eyes off my friend's face.
She's asks more questions, Stan looks at me, and I answer.
It was as if Stan was her silent interpreter, and I was behind door #2.
What can I say, I felt short changed.
I've worked with quite a few young engineer trainees and two in particular I remember well;
both six footers and better looking than current male actors.
I already knew tall good looking guys always get the girls,
but I didn't realize how different the world is viewed for these guys.
Just walking around in public with one of these guys, women will stare or have broad smiles,
and they didn't need much encouragement for them to stop and talk to these guys.
It was a great study since I like to observe things like that.
I was on a trip with Dan on a contract meeting.
We stepped in an elevator to go to our rooms and get ready for dinner, when a gal got in behind us.
She sees Dan and asked if she didn't see him the previous day.
Dan says yes.
She replies, "I remember that face," with a big smile.
She gets off two floors before us.
I said to Dan, shouldn't he be getting off here too?
Sense of humor is all I had to offer.
The gal laughed so she found out there was someone else in the elevator.
Who wants to be Queen for a Day? Hotstuff would like to be one of these guys for a day.
These guys are quite aware they have an effect on women,
but they don't have much respect for women who make fools of themselves. So watch it gals!
I remember going along with some boys to the submarine races.
I think it was up on a hill someplace, no street lights, lots of trees.
We would drive slowly, using the headlights to see if we could see and recognize anyone.
I hope Kaimuki High was well represented there.
I didn't see a '55 Chevy or a '52 Cadillac so I knew who wasn't there that night.
Since we didn't see anyone, we tried to see if any of the cars were bouncing up and down.
No such luck. But we did wonder who was in that old rusty primered Ford.
Hiura and I used catch a ride with a classmate's dad early in the mornings to KHS
where he dropped us off by Crane Park, until we found out our classmate was scamming us.
During that time we got to school before 7am and I used to see Moriyama at times with other kids
in a pavilion on Crane Park.
Just weeks before the Crane Park Caper, Moriyama called me over when he saw me
and invited me to join them.
I'm glad I didn't.
He always seemed to be up on things, while I just used to stew about things,
most important then was, how was I going to earn a living after high school.
I finally decided to attend Kapiolani Tech to become an electrician
and I later learned Ralph Watabayashi had similar plans.
Mori encouraged me to take the UH entrance exam so I took it and surprised myself when I got accepted.
I was still going to KT but my dad said I should try UH first and he would support me.
All that meant was, he would continue to feed me.
I still paid my way for everything else like the rest of the kids did.
Wallace Nakaoka spent two years in the army, came back home,
and bought a '60 sky blue two-door Ford Fairlane.
He picked us up for a ride, and I thought, my classmates were making a living, buying cars,
and here I was still in school, dirt poor.
Wallace tells me Ralph is an electrician now and he made over $8K in his first year as an electrician,
a very good income then.
I went home and penciled it out 30 ways from Wednesday.
I'll never catch up with Ralph; did I make a mistake?
Even starting engineers for the federal govnm't didn't make as much, in fact much less.
After graduating UH, Mori keeps me from going to Vietnam to fulfill my military obligation.
He told me to work for DOD and get a job deferment.
Mori has made me what I am today, an educated chicken.

----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean (Nakamura) Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Monday, September 21, 2009 10:14 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 21 / 09 update

This Blog is getting to be as addictive as a Korean soap opera.
I can't even start or end my day without looking for the posting at home and at work!!
How about the rest of you?
Elsie, if you are patriotic, if you care about the financial health of our economy,
if you care about Betty not turning into a rabid fan hynotized by the TV screen,
you will NOT make her an addict.
Oh, believe me, she will make the time.
When you hear President Obama say that OMB failed to meet his deadline on government
spending or failed to issue their reports in a timely manner,
you will know that Betty made time for her soap operas!!
My friend in Japan said that there are hundreds of tours going to Korea to tour the studio
where the soap operas are filmed.
The tours are made up of rabid fans.
Plastic surgeons are busy rounding out Korean eyes just like the soap opera stars.
It has become a worldwide phoenomenon.
You don't need to sacrifice our precious little Betty to this all consuming all powerful enigma.

----- Original Message -----
From: Vernon Wong
To: Harold Oshiro
Sent: Monday, September 21, 2009 7:37 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 21 / 09 update

Ray - I spelled groenkohl not to sound Dutch.
It´s because I didn´t use "ö" with umlaut, hence the "oe".
I`m living in Bremerhaven with my missus, who I met when I was stationed here
with Military Sealift Command, 1973.
We´ve been married since ´77.
In our neck of the woods, we eat grönkohl with kassler, kochwurst, pinkel
(which is mashed in with the grönkohl before you eat it),
and of course salz kartoffel, und senf (optional).
Most (northern) Germans wash it all down with Korn, the local schnaps,
but since I quit drinking, I inu Coke.
You were in Bremerhaven?
Perhaps we crossed paths and didn´t know it? Aloha. Vern

----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Sunday, September 20, 2009 6:29 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 20 / 09 update

I really enjoyed Boyd's bio on Jean.
I didn't know Jean well, yet I also have a very favorable impression of her
like other classmates who did.
I often wondered about what our other classmates did after they left school.
I had high expectations for some of them who were quite prominent in school.
I also wondered about the sleepers, dark horses, and late bloomers from our class too.
There must be a lot interesting lives out there yet to be told. Nuk

----- Original Message -----
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 20, 2009 3:47 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 20 / 09 update

Jean: I was absolutely flabbergasted that you remembered my oral presentation!
It was titled "Algernon Goes to a Football Game", presented in a very British accent.
I was so nervous, but must have been okay, as another English teacher, (Mrs. Aishe) had heard
about it and asked if I would do it again in front of her class.
I graciously declined, as the mere thought of doing again might have brought on a fainting spell.
You are remarkable and have as good a memory as Hal and Nuk.

Jean, I just want to share ONE Korean drama with Betty so she'll experience the awesome talent
of these Korean scriptwriters.
She won't allow herself to become addicted....where will she find the time?
Anyway, want her opinion, which she will share with us all on this site.
Keep this memory train moving......Elsie T.

----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Moriyama
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 20, 2009 3:32 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 20 / 09 update


Jean is correct. Don't get anyone interested in the Korean soap operas if they haven't seen it yet.

After years of being away from Hawaii and having an opportunity to stop over my elder sister's
place for a few days, I called my younger sister hoping she had time to chat and probably
stop over for dinner.
When I called her, she was so engrossed in the opera that she said she couldn't talk now
since she was watching the Korean opera and hung up without saying .."you're home again".
It took her a while for it to register and when she called my sister a week later, I was gone again.

----- Original Message -----
From: Ray Tsuneyoshi
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 20, 2009 10:54 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 20 / 09 update

Betty Ann
I think I brought you at least 2 big bags of Li Hing Mui powder.
If you take the powdered kim chee mix and combine it with an equal amount of Li Hing
powder, it makes a good rub for steak, fish, chicken and for anything you want to smoke.
Anyway, I am not bragging about my fishing as I don’t wish to incur “bachi”.
Actually there were more white wash or skunked days than I care to remember so far.
My memories of Alaska are that it constitutes the last frontier of America.
In some ways, you and Boyd are living a life style that disappeared from Hawaii several
decades ago.
If you run across a guy named Jeff Johnson, he is the Alaska counterpart of what I do as
Boating Law Administrator for the state of California. A good guy.
He has been successful in getting the native American kids to wear life jackets up there
which is a good thing.
For you guys living in Hawaii, my counterpart there is Ed Underwood who works for the DLNR.
I am saddened to hear of the passing of Penny and Stanley. They have left us far too soon.
In many ways, I also mourn the passing of the way of life we experienced while growing up.
It was a time of innocence but like the man said, “You can never go back.”
It is kind of funny but we miss our paradises of the past and so much so that it blinds us
to the joys and pleasures of the moments we are now in.
I thank you all for sharing these precious moments that happened so long ago.

----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean (Nakamura) Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 20, 2009 10:27 AM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 20 / 09 update

Hal: Jean and I are enjoying the messages from Robert "Nuku" Nukushina but are a little puzzled
at the "shina" part of his last name?
Shouldn't it be "shima" as in "island".
The 1960 Kaimuki yearbook does show "Nukushima" but maybe he changed his name.
Maybe it's a test to see if anyone will notice the different spelling? :)
Whatever the reason, Nuku-san, keep those nice messages coming.

It's really interesting to see how everyone is doing this late in their lives.
And reading the stories of what they went through to get to this stage in their lives.

Jean relates a story about being in a darkened movie theatre on Lanai while a young girl.
Some boy who liked her came and sat by her and took her hand in his.
Naive young Nakamura-san thought she could get pregnant from holding hands,
so she punched the poor guy in the face and ran from the theatre.
She was scared for a couple of months thinking she might be with child.
Obviously, at least in her household, Mom and Pop didn't give any birds and bees talks.

Have a good Sunday, all of you.
A local Skagway restaurant, the Stowaway, featured "loco moco" yesterday for breakfast and lunch.
The owners winter on the Big Island and also make a great lilikoi pie with a shortbread crust with
macadamia nut bits in it. Broke da mouth!

Aloha, talofa, sayonara, tsai chien and salamat to all of you.

Boyd and Jean

----- Original Message -----
To: Hal
Sent: Sunday, September 20, 2009 1:40 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 19 / 09 update )

Penny and Stanley will be missed dearly. I hope we don’t get too many sad notices like these before our 50th reunion.

June and Bing. I’m only 5’4” now. I shrank an inch because I’m 5’4” around, too.

Nuk: Boyd is alive because I am so nice.
He was relieved when we had “the talk” because I wasn’t screaming at him at the top of my lungs and telling him
to get away from me like I did once before for another incident.

Thanks, but no boys were knocking on my door. I had my grandmother to chase them away.
Richard Nakasato used to phone me everyday after school and even gave me a ring with two hearts but it wasn’t
going to go anywhere so we just stayed friends and he got interested in Bing.
Boys probably had a harder time getting to June with her Dad sending the dog to chase them away.

I was so naive that during the Disney sex education film that we were shown, I didn’t know what the dotted line from
the bull in the top right of the screen to the cow in the bottom left of the screen meant until years later.
The first real date that my grandmother let me go on was when I was about 20.
A guy named Bruce from McKinley High School asked me to go to the Waikiki Shell to see maybe Peter, Paul and Mary.
We sat on a goza on a grassy hill.
As he was whispering sweet nothings in my ear, someone named Calvin Kang, sitting 15 feet down the hill
turned around and looked up at me.
I was mortified and hoped he wouldn’t tell everyone in school that I was “easy”.
When Bruce asked me if I wanted to go to see the submarine races, I tried to be an enthusiastic date and I said,
“Sure, I would love to see the submarine races.”
He couldn’t get out of Waikiki Shell fast enough.I don’t know where we went.
All I know is there were tall, dark trees and several cars parked where we stopped.
After a minute or so I said, “ It’s so dark I can’t see any submarines.”
Bruce said, “Never mind, let’s go eat.” I never heard from him again for over two years.
By then, Boyd and I were stationed in Taiwan and had two sons with two daughters coming after we returned to Honolulu.

You’re right about people who are good speakers being chosen for leadership positions. I find that TDH works, too.
It didn’t bother me because they represented our agency and they had to be able to answer questions extemporaneously.
All the leaders who supervised me have been able to tell jokes and stories, too.
One especially tall supervisor, who looked like the ideal officer in his uniform didn’t know his immigration as well as
the lower ranking officers.
He was smart enough to acknowledge their expertise and to let them know that he was relying on them and would
back them up on their decisions.
However, I find that it’s changing now and the ones who can do the job are getting into the leadership positions
even though they aren’t TDH.

Elsie: I’m sorry Mrs. Chang didn’t give you an “A” for your carriage.
I don’t think we would even think of talking back to a teacher back then.
You were probably flabbergasted when she said that she didn’t think you made it yourself and couldn’t
come up with a response fast enough.
I hope you got an “A” for your oral presentation.
I don’t remember what it was but I was impressed at how well you expressed yourself.
You were so polished in your presentation.
Please don’t get Bing hooked on Korean soap operas.
It won’t be good for the welfare of our nation if she gets obsessed with the shows.
My own sister doesn’t care that I’m her sister when the Korean soap operas are on.
That’s how compelling the dramas are.
Don’t do it!

Mango bread, butter mochi, char siu pork bellies, char siu noodles, our cookbook is growing.

Boyd hasn’t been to any of his class reunions so he’s enjoying mine.
Sorry if he gets carried away with his narrative.
He’s a good man. Plan to keep him for another 45 years.

----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Saturday, September 19, 2009 8:51 PM
Subject: 50 Years - Memories

Betty, I must have married a Betty Ann double.
Living away from home and with taste buds raging, desperate need means desperate measures;
doing it ourselves.
My wife does a lot of packaged stuff too.
Even with Kalua pig, she has this smoke thing in a bottle that she puts on the pork to make it smell
like the real thing, probably cancerous but who cares?
Love that gau gee too and it's not very available here either.
We used to make our own, which is really good as long as it includes both shrimp and pork.
Some people leave the shrimp out and that just doesn't work.
It's simple to make, recipes widely available on the Internet.
Peking duck has been available locally the last 20 years where we are.
We always ask for the duck bones because it makes very good soup.
You can put ling hing mui on virtually anything. You just sprinkle it on like salt/pepper to taste.
We eat a lot of fruits and sprinkled that on them.
However, I don't want to ruin my taste for LHM so I rarely use it.
In years past, there were a lot of products sold in Hawaii that had LHM on it, too much.

Gerri, we've haven't been to Hawaii in years, but we usually made a stop in Kaimuki at the
Happy Family Restaurant for dim sum brunch, Kiawe Grill for kalbi beef on King St.,
Shirokiya for butterfish, and Maple Gardens for buffet.
I understand there's new owners at Kiawe so it may not be the same.
I can't remember the other restaurants, but so many have closed; one that we remember
was a Japanese restaurant on King St. a very popular place. Their chirashi was out of this world.
We usually have the champagne brunch at the Hale Koa's with the wife's family.
I am taking notes on the classmates' favorites.
I would like to get saimin like the old Likelike DI used to make. Any recommendations anyone?

Clarence, the L&L quality varies quite a bit between the DI's. Their Hawaiian food isn't up to par,
and no butterfish in their laulau like you said.

Korean Wave: I'm only aware that Korean women are doing very well in professional golf,
and of the historical/modern dramas on local television.
I had no idea there was a Korean Wave going around the world.
The Japanese produces year long historical dramas like Musashi as well as shorter love story dramas.
What happened to the Japanese wave?
There used to be a weekly Japanese hit parade (old style Japanese singing ala Hibari/throat singing)
that they did years ago 70s, that I missed very much.
I even miss Okinawan singing which is mesmerizing to me.

My chemistry lab partner, Chinese American, in Harada's class was a year younger, book smart,
but it didn't appear she did things with her hands.
She was always prepared to do the lab experiments.
I just showed up to class, and sometimes she was already setting up the apparatus required.
Carole Nishida was in front of us with her lab partner.
She was always so neatly dressed, and on this particular day, came in with this, IMO,
stunning brand new pleated white skirt, very preppy looking.
The pleats were about a half inch wide so it seemed like there was a thousand pleats in the skirt.
She was wearing a narrow striped, red and white blouse.
The day's experiment? I don't remember but it dealt with using carbon black powder which my lab partner
had already filled in a volumetric flask with a rubber stopper on the top which held a pair of glass tubes
connected to a pair of black rubber tubes.
The first step was to fill the flask with a gas and then stop it off.
As we started that, but without my knowledge, my lab partner put her thumb over the rubber tube
so the displaced air couldn't be released.
She thought the gas would fill the flask faster that way; yes book smart but....
Well, there was a soft pop, and the whole class looked up to see what had happened.
I had been talking to somebody close by and had no idea what happened until Carole turned slightly.
The back side of her pleated white skirt now facing me was covered with carbon black powder.
I felt so bad. Now I had to keep an eye on my lab partner as well as the experiment.
Lab Partner: "I'm sorry Carole, can I replace your skirt? (This is embarrassing)"
Carole: "Oh no, it's okay. (Yes, you should replace my skirt you twit, but I can't accept first offers.
Make me a second offer)"
Lab Partner: "Can I get it dry cleaned? (I know the Japanese, they don't accept first offers.)"
Carole: "Don't worry, I'll have it cleaned. (A different first offer, dang)"
Harada: "What's going on here? Three girls, one boy. Robert, why are you standing around,
clean up the mess, it's your fault."
Robert: "Mr. Harada, is that a first offer?"
Harada: "No."
Robert: "So sorry, a karma moment on my part."


----- Original Message -----
From: Boyd & Jean (Nakamura) Worley
To: Hal
Sent: Saturday, September 19, 2009 3:29 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 19 / 09 update )

Hal and others: I apologize if I offended anyone by commenting that they were "hot".
I grew up in the mountains of Virginia and the "hill people" were very open with their comments.
I frequently would hear an uncle or male neighbor say, "man, that Charlene sure is purty (pretty)".
And I never harbored any impure thoughts about my four sisters, two of whom were quite nice looking.
There was a standing joke in Virginia that goes, "the only virgins in Virginia are girls that can outrun
their brothers", but that sure wasn't my family.
My mother was a devout Baptist who went to church every time they opened the doors.
My father would sit in his favorite chair at home and read Zane Gray westerns while we were in church.
My mother never ragged on him for not going. She would always say, "well, he worships in his own way".
We moved to Richmond when I was about 10 as my father found a job working for DuPont in the rayon
manufacturing section.
We had a good life in Chesterfield County off of Interstate 95 that runs from New York to Florida,
but I never found real happiness until I returned from 39 months on Okinawa (60-63) and bumped into
Jean Nakamura on Wall Street in New Haven, Connecticut.

Jean was attending Southern Connecticut State Teachers College in West Haven and was working
as a waitress part-time to earn extra money.
Dole Pineapple paid for all four years of her college and even her fifth year teaching certificate at UH/Manoa.
In New Haven the restaurant was called Kaysey's, a wealthy Jewish place, and every Friday night the
Maine lobster was only $2.95.
It would be packed and Jean worked her buns off keeping those rich couples happy.
Many of the old and single bachelors would bring her flowers and the like because, pardon me for saying so,
the girl was "hot" in her tight white waitress outfit with her jet black hair up in a bun and some sexy
earrings dangling down.
She had a great sense of humor and a great laugh and that just excited the men even more.
I'm glad she escaped New Haven without hooking up with one of those wealthy old dudes.

When we moved to Anchorage in 1972 because of my job with Japan Airlines
(JAL put 747 passenger jets on the polar route between Japan and Europe and we were handling
about 25 flights of 300+ passengers a week) Jean took a job as a waitress at a Japanese restaurant
called George and Harrys (the Kimura brothers) whose specialty was tempura prawns and steak.
Pipeline wages put money in lots of pockets and people ate out a lot.
Jean had to wear a kimono (she looked great in it) like everyone else and she made lots of tips
but the place allowed smoking and she would come home around 11 p.m., dump a pile of money on
the coffee table, and then run to take a shower because her hair stunk of cigarette smoke.
Our kids loved to count the money to see how much Jean made.
Once a week Jean would take out her steam iron and iron every bill she had earned.
The tellers at the bank loved her because her deposit was always so neat and tidy and no wrinkled bills.
Thirty-seven years later she still irons her paper money before going to the bank.
She is church treasurer at our Catholic church and irons all the donations from the offering baskets.
Even at the border station, where we collect user fees from people from all over the world,
Jean has an iron up there and irons that money, too. The Skagway bank tellers love her, too.

Some of you may know that she was adopted by her grandparents in Palolo when she was 11
and that changed her life.
Her grandmother in Palolo (Hidemi Kunitake) was a very strict woman (I guess she didn't want Jean
to wind up pregnant and with child at a young and unmarried age like her mother) and she kept Jean
busy cleaning house and making the bed for all of her four "brothers", who were actually her uncles
because they were her mother's brothers.
The grandmother was also very strict about Jean's social life, what little she had, and I think that might
be why any suitors stayed away.
Baban was about the size of Granny on the Beverly Hillbillys but she had a stare that could evaporate a malasada.
Jean also went to sewing school for 12 years and that certainly didn't hurt her.
Right now, and for the past 30 years or so, she makes wedding gowns, Victorian gowns for the local saloon girls,
and can even make a pattern for a shirt that would fit Takamiyama or Akebono. She is amazing.
She has won blue ribbons at the Southeast Alaska State Fair for some of her sewing entries.
She can mend anything.

From 1979 through 1989 she was the First District Court magistrate (a judge without a law degree) in Skagway
and would quite often sew the wedding gown and then perform the marriage ceremony.
She stills get mail from couples she married 30 years ago who are still together and happy.
She joked back then that she didn't do divorces. :-)
In court she handled up to felony arraignments and sent lots of locals to jail for DUIs and things like that.
When she became a fulltime Immigration inspector she gave up the magistrate job.
She is widely respected by the Tlingit, Gwitchin and Athabascan First Nation Indians in Canada's Yukon
because she is so consistently firm but fair when handling their admissibility issues.
Many of them think she is Indian, too.

She was recently processing three Japanese men from Japan and mentioned to them that she was Japanese as well.
They chatted among themselves and one of them then said, "No, you must be Korean. You're too big to be Japanese."
She cracked up right in front of them and they apologized.

Anyway we're both looking forward to the October 10th reunion in Lost Wages
as well as the oxtail soup at the Hotel California.

I'm sorry to have written so much, and it may appear that I'm bragging, but Jean is a remarkable and much loved lady
who has affected in a nice way many lives here in Alaska.
She loves it when the young girls in town call her "Aunty" and hug her when they see her.
She does much mending of their clothing for them and seldom ever charges them, especially the ones from families
that struggle to pay their bills.

You folks out there take care. We both respect and love you all.
And Carole Masuda Eto is still a fine looking woman despite her protests to the contrary.

Much love, Boyd and Jean

----- Original Message -----
From: Thomas Takushi
To: Hal
Sent: Friday, September 18, 2009 9:58 PM
Subject: Re: Penelope Taguchi Tanaka

Hi Hal,
So sorry to read the message from Carol about the passing of a friend and fellow classmate of ours.
I knew Penny from our days at Aina Haina Elementary.
She was one of those who always greeted you with her great big smile and warm aloha.
She will be greatly missed by everyone that knew her.
My sincere condolences to her family and love ones.


----- Original Message -----
From: Clarence Fung
To: Hal
Sent: Friday, September 18, 2009 7:05 PM
Subject: Re: Foodies coupons

I'd like to add my condolences regarding Penelope (Taguchi) Tanaka,
always a quiet smile I recall and nice, nice person.

Food Fix. I am surprised no one has mentioned L&L Drive Inn which has expanded into many
Western states, even Colorado but only in New York City on the East Coast. Check out their
locations at
[Not surprising when there are more Native Pacific Islanders living on the West Coast
than in Hawaii. Of course Tongans and Samoans are NPI's too and they eat at L&L too.]
L&L may satisfy the immediate need for a temporary fix.
The one at Torrance Crossroads seemingly offers a greater number of combinations than
the standard L&L menu.
Most have Lau Lau (sorry no fish inside) and Kalua Pig.
We tried the new L&L in Colorado Springs this summer, run by a lady who relocated to Colorado
after Kodak labs closed in HI and husband was out of a job.
They like Colorado Springs, cheaper and bigger house on golf course.
The L&L was across the street from Costco, another Hawaiian favorite probable destination.

I noted mention of King's Hawaiian Bakery Restaurant in Torrance.
King's "Local Place" on Western and 186th in Gardena also has Kalua Pork and other island
favorites plus "shaved (not crushed) ice".
They carry some of the King's bakery products too.
Another South Bay location is Hong Kong Bakery & Deli on Vermont and Carson,
east of UCLA Harbor Medical Center.
They make a passable Kalua pork and cabbage and decent char-sui bao, take out.
There are other "local" food places in the South Bay but I haven't been a long time to or
like as much the food at "The Loft".
I liked them better when they were in Gardena.
Google "Hawaiian Food, Southern California" and seemingly the choices are endless.
I haven't seen lau lau in a Trader Joe's yet, not that we shop there with any kind of frequency.

Thanks all, enjoy reading the stories even though I didn't grow up with most of those writing.
The farming and chicken stories I can relate to, even the North Kohala tiny villages.


----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Friday, September 18, 2009 3:17 PM
Subject: 50 Years - Memories

Harold, I missed hearing your memories. Too busy?
Raynor, you need to find that buttah mochi recipe right quick because I'm getting hungry for
mochi since I've sworn off chicken.
Slam books, eh?
Us kids must have been really nice because the books I saw seemed to be more like, 'Nice' books.
June, I called Elsie a dainty tom boy, and she SLAMMED me.
The last email contains two sentences, "......Jean as one of the sweetest and nicest persons....
" and "......that is why Boyd is still alive today......."
They are both true, yet........I guess it's just me.
Going out to lunch with the gals in the office, alone or in a group was very common occurrence
for us where I used to work.
In the good old days, when I was a working stiff and when secretaries were secretaries instead of
office managers, and I don't have any idea what exists these days, having been retired so long,
I used to take the department head secretary out to lunch once a month for two purposes.
One was to gain information on what was going on base wide (Navy base), policy changes,
personnel changes, etc., etc., just the facts, no gossip.
Secretaries had their own network and do read incoming/outgoing correspondence most of us
wouldn't see so their information was quite accurate.
No secrets went beyond me so I was trusted.
The 2nd was typing of my work always had priority and never went to the bottom of their inboxes,
and my travel orders were never screwed up.
One of the most enlightening experiences I had was being invited to join three secretaries,
a generation younger that I was, to lunch.
No subject is taboo with them and after two lunches with them, I had enough; too much information.
When I became a supervisor, that all changed because a supervisor in the Federal government
is personally liable for any sexual harassment charges and I needed to protect the jillions of
dollars in my retirement account, using jillion math of course.
Lower graded support personnel were also included in the Secretaries' Day lunch.

Back to 6th grade. Clifford Young was a nice guy but was a rascal sometimes.
At the end of the school day, we walked out of Fong's class, and went down the outside stairway
just outside of the classroom, then walked along 19th avenue toward Diamond Head.
Clifford saw me walk home with a girl who happened to be my next door neighbor.
He asked if she was my girl friend, which she was not.
But I told him she kissed me when we were sitting in my father's car once two years earlier.
Big mistake.
The following week, I run into my neighbor again walking home,
and I didn't know Clifford was right behind us.
Clifford yells out loud so all the kids walking home could hear,
"Hey Robert, is that the girl you used to kiss in your garage?"
Then he makes kissing sounds.
I felt so embarrassed, I learned not to tell anybody anything about myself or others;
not my Nobel prizes, Oscar awards, Knighthood, or felonies, nothing!
I also learned to walk behind Clifford when I walked home. NUK

----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Friday, September 18, 2009 12:17 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 18 / 09 update )

Elsie: I asked my friends and colleagues about the Korean wave.
Around here, those in my generation, the boomers, and many generation X folks
are not familiar with the term.
However, most generation Y (those born after 1970) folks know about it.
They tell me it refers to the popularity of South Korean culture around the world.
One aspect is Korean drama. I would love to see a Korean drama.
Thanks for offering.
I have been working for the White House Office of Management and Budget since
the Nixon Administration and with President Obama, I have very little leisure time.
But you have peaked my interest. I will let you know what I think.
Hank says I am nothing if not clear.

The next time you see Vivian Hirahara Hayashi, ask her if she remembers the word
“scavenger” from elementary school.

Nuk: Your wife and I seem to have lots in common.
I also make my own char siu because when I got here more than 3 decades ago
we couldn’t buy it, not even the too salty stuff.
You reminded me how much I loved Chinese style steamed pork belly,
known in Cantonese as “Kau Yuk.”
It must be ten years since I had it.
Here is a websites in case your wife is curious about how to make it.
To tell you the truth, I cheat.
I make it with a package of the NOH char siu mix that my friend Susan Aramaki
gives me now and then.
Now I am also thinking of gau gee. Nobody serves this over here.
Someone gave me a packet of ling hing mui powder but I don’t know what kind of food
to cook with it … rats and snakes?

Jean: June and I would have given anything to be tall like you.
I am 5 feet tall. How tall are you?

Everybody: Here is a recent picture of Manny and his wife Rosalind.
Among many other things Manny is the founder of the Hawaii Paradise Park
Emergency Notification Evacuation Team HPP ENET?
Grass is not growing under that retired police officer’s feet.

Ray: Stop showing off … 22 rock cod, 7 albacore, 4 rainbow trout, 5 brook trout,
14 pound and 30 pound halibut … we are getting jealous.
Last night I baked a golden trout and stuffed it with two kinds of mushrooms and
ma po tofu (I used Sam Choy’s recipe).
It was the first time I had ever seen a golden trout.
I “caught it” at Harris Teeter’s Supermarket.
At our Tuesday evening dinners, whenever we make anything extra spicy, Hank, Moon, and I
talk about you, the Tabasco kid.
Next time you come to DC try to be here on a Tuesday night so you can come for dinner.

----- Original Message -----
From: manuel mattos jr
To: hal
Sent: Friday, September 18, 2009 10:28 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - Memories ( 09 / 18 / 09 update )

Irene, I will make a copy for you. It,s funny, about two years ago, I was in Kaimuki,
so I stopped at St, Patrick,s and asked if I could get a copy of our class picture.
A lady in the office (manger) related that they only had one copy.
When I told her the year, she said that was the first year she started work there.
She let me take the only copy and go to office max and make copies.
She never retired and died a year later.
Call me if you want, Hal has my cell number.
June, I have been asked to make some presentations in California, but it's hard for us.
We are raising two of our grandchildren, the girl was 3 days old and the boy was 1.
She is now 10 and the boy 11. Yes we are doing it all over again, so it,s hard to travel far.
We only have 5 son,s, so she is our little girl that we never had. She is a true gift.
One night while Leialoha and I were laying down talking, she asked me, papa am I going to heaven.
I said, yes, but only if you used all the special gifts that are given to you, well.
Talking about gifts, I was really sadden to hear about Penelope.
At first the name didn't click, but when I saw her picture, I remember her well .
She was a person given special gifts. She had a smile when ever she saw you, that was like no others.
Her eyes showed you that she was truly happen to see you.
I never got close to any girls in KHS, but Penelope, made me feel like I was someone important to her.
Even when some girls would ask me out, I would say no. Penelope was some one special.
Looking at her picture in the year book, I see a beautiful young girl with a smile and a gleam
looking to the future.
I hope all her dream,s came true, that she found love, good health and that she used all the gifts
that were given to her.
So at the moment she closed her eyes in death, her maker was there, and said to her, Penelope,
it is I ,you have used all the gifts I have given you, well.
You were made for heaven, I have been waiting for you, come, we have all eternity together.
Hope all of you have used all the gifts given to you. Stay in good health and GOD Bless, MANNY

----- Original Message -----
From: gdigmon
To: hal
Sent: Friday, September 18, 2009 8:51 AM
Subject: Re: Foodies coupons

Harold etal, besides these great coupons, where does everyone dine at for a reasonable delicious
home style cook meal or pupu type eats in town or elsewhere.
Besides Ige's, we patronize Kunio's when we are at Waikele, Tillie and Richard introduced us to Utagi
(Okinawan/local) at Kapalama mall near Young's Meat Market, Palace Saimin in Kapalama across
Post Office, of course the old Jane's on Liliha, Greek food at the Fat Greek(parking difficult).
CPK good standby, unbeatable Cheesecake factory on Kalakaua (3 hours free parking at
RHH Shopping Center, portions are huge and can be shared by 3 if you consume small portions like
we do now, also unbeatable is Makai Market for diverse variety, of course, Pagoda and Hanaki but
if you talk more than you eat everyone is limited to an hour and a half than they prefer you to leave.
On On Chinese food in Kapahulu near Leonerd's malasadas, Sunrise on Kapahulu(Okinawa food),
Jack's in Aina Haina great breakfast besides Intl. Pancake on Kapiolani, another unbeatable standby
is Wailana's 24 hour in Waikiki, Nico's for fresh fish, Yen King at Maple Garden now on Isenberg for
daily buffet excellet food, burger king value jr whopper, Liliha name a few for now,
can anyone add to this. Mahalo, Gerri BD

----- Original Message -----
To: hal
Sent: Thursday, September 17, 2009 6:04 PM
Subject: 50 Years-memories (9/17/09)

My sentiments and this memory train would not be possible without all of your original input.
It really has brought together classmates...some long forgotten.

Betty (can't get used to calling you Bing). I can't believe you're not into the Korean dramas.
It is an epidemic, but one must have some leisure time to watch these incredible,
absolutely addictive dramas.
My dear friend, Vivian (Hirahara) Hayashi introduced me to my very first drama 4 yrs ago.
It was one called "Winter Sonata", a sad, beautiful love story.....I've been hooked since.
I have thanked her every chance I get as these dramas have brought such enjoyment to my life!
(Been trying to get Gerri into it, but she refuses)
I'm positive that it would take only one viewing and you would raving about it.
These Korean dramas are known throughout the world, with established fan clubs throughout
the Asian countries.
The fan club is really big in Hawaii and I'm sure most of our classmates are into it or have heard
much about it, including the guys.
If you are curious, I'd be happy to send you one to watch....want to know your reaction.
Elsie T.
P.S. Was shocked to hear from Gerri about Penny.
She did not appear to have any illness, so the news is quite shocking.
We are all getting on in years, so must remind ourselves to keep healthy and live life
to the fullest as never know when you will be called.

----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Thursday, September 17, 2009 5:34 PM
Subject: Re: 50 Years - memories

Betty, you must be related to my wife.
Sometimes when we get care packages from Hawaii and if I don't see it,
I don't participate in the munchies.
Somehow, I'm supposed to know it's in the house.
If I'm lucky, I'll see evidence of empty packages of dried squid, taro chips, etc. in the trash can.
The wife is an after dinner snack hound and I can't keep up with her.
She won't touch red coconut balls or dark chocolate macadamia nuts we used to get
so I was safe there.
Macadamia nuts come in more flavors now, including garlic-onion which I like.
The only real chocolate for me is dark chocolate, none of this sissy milk chocolate for me;
what a way to ruin chocolate.
Char siu pork made in California is not as good as Hawaii's where it is sweeter versus salty.
The wife now makes her own char siu pork because there isn't a good source in Hawaii these days.
She makes a killer, much requested for potlucks, char siu pork noodle dish that takes
a lot of time to prepare.
Another dish I like when I do go to Hawaii is a char siu style pork bellies (bacon slabs),
and I don't recall the name of it.
I still like cabbage or cucumber kim chee and the various Japanese pickled condiments.
The wife also has ling hing mui powder which she experiments for snacks.
I'm saving my share for a time when there's a world food shortage;
I'm using it on insects, rats, and rattlesnakes.

I knew Penelope from our 7th grade science class. She was very friendly in the senior year at KHS.
I think she was the only girl to call me 'Nuku' and I can still hear her voice when she saw me.
She was always interested in what I was up to.
She made me feel special in a way I can't explain; like I counted;
like she saw something in me that I didn't see for myself.
I hope she touched other classmates like she did me.

----- Original Message -----
From: WORLEY (Nakamura), JEAN M
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 17, 2009 4:04 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories ( 9 / 17 / 09 update

I think they were called SLAM BOOKS.
I don’t get upset when Boyd compliments other women. That’s how he is.
We had our “talk” in 1970 when I thought he was too attentive to a woman who
owned a purple Mustang convertible.
Since we had 4 kids under 6 years old, he would wash and detail cars for extra cash.
He would take that lady to work at the airport, work on her car during his day off
and then pick her up when she got off at 4pm.
He would shower and look really nice when he went to pick her up in the middle
of the worse traffic jam at the airport.
On Sundays, my brother and his wife would cook dinner for the family and we were
expected to visit with Baban and Jitchun.
Boyd’s excuse was that he hated driving to Waimalu because of the traffic on the freeway.
I couldn’t believe that BS because Sunday traffic on the freeway was not even as bad as
the traffic when he went to pick up the purple Mustang lady.
I told him,” I’m not your mother and you’re not my teenage son going out on a date.
If you ever find someone you love more than me, ou can leave right then and there
because I’m not living with anyone who doesn’t love me with all his heart.
If you don’t treat me better than you treat other women, don’t even bother to be nice to them.
Charity begins at home.”
He is well aware of the appearance of impropriety.
He compliments ladies in public or now on a blog.
Once he wanted to learn how to play the piano.
The lady who was teaching worked as a longshoreman but was previously the local call girl.
Boyd works days and I work 4-midnight. The gossipers in town were wondering,
”Why is Ginnie’s car in front of Boyd’s whenever Jean goes to work?
So Boyd quit taking piano.
Another time, I got a phone call by the local busy body who asked me if I knew that Boyd
was at lunch with 5 of the local women.
I said, “No, but I’m sure he has a good reason”.
His Customs office was in the railroad building at that time.
It was Secretary Day and none of the railroad supervisors had done anything for their secretaries
so Boyd took all the ladies to lunch.
We have talked about situations we won’t get into because we have our reputations
and our jobs to think about.
We are very open with people because we have nothing to hide.
TRUST is the main thing that we have with the people here.
Anyway, that is why Boyd is still alive today even though he embarrassed some of my friends
by saying they were hot.

----- Original Message -----
From: June Kobayashi
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 17, 2009 1:12 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories ( 9 / 17 / 09 update

Carole, I too am really sorry to hear about Penny Taguchi.
I do remember her well from high school. She was always smiling.
Don’t think I ever saw her after we graduated. My prayers go out to her family.

Robert (Nuk), I think those books were called Slam Books.
The first page was numbered and you signed your name on one of the lines.
All the rest of the pages had questions at the top and you answered on the line with your number.
For example, if you signed on line 3 on the first page, you answered all the questions on line 3
throughout the rest of the book. I remember them going around a lot at KIS.

Elsie, I remember you as feminine and dainty and certainly not a tomboy.
In a Slam Book, you would have been my choice for “Prettiest Girl” or “Nicest Smile”.

Manny, I can’t wait to see your work.
As we get older I think we start appreciating some of the finer things and I am interested
in anything hand made.
Have you ever exhibited in Southern California?
My family and I go to a lot of the Hawaiian music and hula shows and they frequently
have exhibitions of Hawaiian arts and crafts.

Boyd, it was nice getting to know you by e mail!
I bumped into Jean once many, many years ago when I went back to Hawaii for a visit
and she was shopping with your kids who were very young at the time.
I think she said you were visiting and that you lived in Tennessee.
I remember Jean as one of the sweetest and nicest persons I knew and I was so envious of her height.
When you’re as short as I am (had nicknames like Two Bits, Half Pint and Small Change
courtesy of my cousins), you would give anything for another inch or two.
I look forward to seeing you both at the next reunion.


----- Original Message -----
From: Ray Tsuneyoshi
To: Hal
Sent: Thursday, September 17, 2009 7:30 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories ( 9 / 17 / 09 update

So, between my “friends” Betty Ann and June, you guys getting me into trouble again?
Now I really have to dig into my files for “Da Recipe”.
Don’t know about the singing part ‘cause I haven’t practiced for such a long while that
what comes out would scare a coqui frog.
Might take awhile as I have to travel to Reno, NV to present an award and then,
a couple of days later, fly to Corpus Christi for a meeting and a conference
that will run over 10 days.
Who is collecting the recipes?
Betty Ann,
I really do miss those great weekends , the camaraderie, good kau kau and,
of course, the fishing.
I don’t get to fish nearly as much now days but just happened to take advantage of my
furlough days and my year to date score is 22 rock cod, 7 albacore, 4 rainbow trout
and 5 brook trout (Platte River, CO), 14 pound and 30 pound halibut.
Sorry to say because our salmon fishery has imploded and the last 4 years of salmon
fishing have been cancelled…no salmon.
I have yet to catch a sturgeon and it is on my hit list.
I bid on that project but did not get the contract for Naval Logistical support.
Vernon Wong,
The way you spell “groenkohl” is almost like the Dutch way of spelling the word that means Kale.
It was kind of funny to recollect my first attempts at making that dish while in Virginia,
working in DC. I bought around 20 pounds of fresh kale and found that they all had
sand and dirt on the leaves.
Now 20 pounds of fresh kale fills 2 – 33 gallon trash bags tightly packed.
I quickly estimated that washing that many leaves in the sink would probably consume
8 hours, no breaks taken.
I did the only logical thing a red blooded American male would do.
I took all the leaves upstairs to the bathroom, got into swim trunks and proceeded to
wash the leaves in the shower.
Did the whole batch in under 2 hours.
Shortly thereafter, I found out that you could get 2 ½ pound cans of cooked Kale
and it really sped up the prep time.
Boy the lengths a Hawaiian goes through to get a food fix.
What part of Germany are you living in?
I spent time in Rothwesten (Just above Kassel), Bremerhaven and over 2 years in the town
of Schleswig where I met and married my wife.
I actually worked for a German construction firm as a “Maurer Hilfer” or mason’s assistant.
All the guys spoke “Plattdeutsch” or Low German.
I pick up a fair vocabulary from them and it causes Germans I meet to go nuts
when I start throwing out Platt.


----- Original Message -----
From: Robert Nukushina
To: hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 6:56 PM
Subject: 50th Memories

Elsie T.A., it's good to hear from you again. I know how you feel regarding your extra credit project.
I am glad I didn't do my extra credit project of building the Tower Bridge now that I know better.
My project was similar to yours which would require a lot of time to produce which includes making
scaled & parts drawings, etc. I built and designed my own model airplanes as well as the kits,
so I know what is involved.
Some of us kids did excellent work with our hands.
Mrs. Chang just didn't realize how extraordinary the Class of '60 is. ;)
The other week I found a photo of one of my model airplanes.
cleaned it up, and sent a scan to Roy who had seen me fly that Thunderbird.
I asked him if he remembered that T-Bird which even now, I told him I was impressed with
my own work, mostly the paint work; it seems like a dream now.
If I had made my bridge and Chang didn't believe I built it I'd probably shove that bridge up her
where even flies don't go.
Maybe I should have just brought in a stone and call it the London Bridge.
If she saw my model airplanes, she wouldn't believe I built them.
Am I serious or am I joking; Miss Lam called me an enigma.
If I got a nickel from everyone who asked me whether I was serious or joking, I'd have 25 or 30 cents. :)

I thought I was going to miss Kalua pig the most, but it was lomi salmon that I missed the more.
I can't eat poi without it. It makes Kalua pig taste better.
I can eat lomi salmon as a side dish with anything else these days.

I am now formally requesting Raynor add his butter mochi recipe to the Class Cookbook.
Let's vote on this.
Raynor, 75% of the Pacific Fleet were involved in an exercise in 1989.
One of the elements they were testing was air operations over the Aleutian Islands which I was part of.
I won't go into details but I was wondering if your barges were involved in that effort,
in particular, delivering equipment from the Navy to Amchitka?

I remember Edwin Kubota as one of the boys that the girls liked.
We had a dance during KHS with an underclasspersons club.
I nailed in new cleats in my shoes to gain 2mm to my height for the dance, every bit helps.
The president was a girl that one of my friends liked and I wanted to get to know her.
She was very concerned about not having any of her girls being wall flowers,
so there I was helping her out by dancing with any girl not dancing,
especially if there was only one sitting by herself.
Later in the night, I saw Edwin with one of the girls that he didn't know,
getting his blushing face sucked so hard, he looked like a fish for a week.
I was dancing with the president at that time and I asked her if that girl was always like that
at their dances.
I'll call the girl LP who lived down my way in Kaimuki, who later drove around in a '55 T-Bird,
sometimes w/a scarf around her neck letting it flow out the window, quite a showgirl.
I see a pink convertible T-Bird but I think my mind is playing tricks with me and just adding
to the illusion of what this gal is like.
I talked to Edwin later in school and he said, through his newly shaped lips, he had no control
over the situation but wasn't going to fight it. I think he had a girlfriend at the time too.
At another time and place (KIS), Edwin was sitting on the steps of one of the bldgs and he invited
me to look through a booklet along with him.
I'll call it an opinion booklet since I forgot what we called it.
There were two of them in circulation at that time.
These were made up by individual students who invited classmates to fill in their entries.
The booklets contained topic headings with questions about our classmate's opinion
about their other classmates.
At the top of each page was one topic question:
Under it, the lines were numbered and your entry was put on the left and your own name
on the right side of the page.
(signed) Boyd Worley Oh yeah!?! (signed) Jean Nakamura.
These booklets made for interesting reading about classmates' choices as well as exposed
which classmates had the hots for another because classmates wrote a lot of comments
next to their choices.
It was primarily the girls that let their feelings be known.
I'm sure somebody can remember what we called these booklets.

----- Original Message -----
From: Bradshaw, Betty Ing
To: Hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 1:05 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 16 / 09 update )

Carole: I am so sorry to hear about Penny.
I can still see her as she was when a group of us (20 or so) met for lunch at Ward Centers.
My husband, Hank, was the only male at that lunch and he loved it.
Afterwards he commented on the attractiveness of the women in our group.
Thinking back it must have been in the 1980s. We have been together for over 31 years.

Elsie: What is a “Korean wave”?
I remember you as a pretty beauty queen type with dimples.
I don’t remember you as a tom boy. I remember me as a tom boy sometimes.
I was really good at playing tag on the jungle gym at Waialae Elementary and I could do
a 360 on the swings and not fall off.
I was always chosen early for dodge ball.
My dad had a long board and took me surfing on his shoulders before I could walk.
It was me because my brother Henry hated the water.
I played guard in girls basketball at KIS. Most of the other players were non-Asian and tall.
I was short but could steal the ball probably because I was short.
But then I learned to dance and forgot all about sports in preference to YWCA and YBA clubs.

Manny: I believe Kenneth Kodama has a PHD. Sanford Murata probably knows.

June: Ray does make the best butter mocha and boiled peanuts too.
In the mid-1990s Ray became an appointee in the administration of President Clinton
and moved to Washington, DC.
At the time, we had to shutdown all the Federal agencies because of lack of funding by the Congress.
One of my jobs was to coordinate the shutdown.
I was told to call or e-mail the counsels at the various agencies to tell them how and when to shut
down their agencies.
Who had to be sent home and who could continue work without pay.
The White House sent me the list of all the counsels I was supposed to call.
On the list the name Raynor Tsuneyoshi caught my eye.
The last time I saw Ray was at KHS graduation. I thought how many Raynors could there be?

So I called his office phone number. A male voice answered. I asked whether he was from Hawaii.
There was a slight pause and Ray said Betty Ann is that you? He recognized my voice after 35 years.
We made arrangements to have lunch. At lunch we caught each other up on the 35 years.
Ray was homesick for his wife in California and wanted to go fishing.
I have a calabash niece called Moon Tran who has family in Texas and all over California
but none in DC so she became our niece.
By coincidence, she loves fishing as much as Ray.
So during the 5 or 6 years when he was here the four of us (Ray (my hanna butta friend), Hank, Moon,
and I fished almost every weekend on the pier at Burke Lake or the banks of the Occoquan River.
Most of the time Ray and Moon brought the fishing supplies and the bait. Hank and I brought the lunch.
We had as much Hawaiian food as we could cook and stuff into my PoPo’s huge Chinese lacquer
picnic basket along with soy sauce, chop sticks, serving spoons, table cloth, and napkins.
We caught cat fish, crabs, perch etc.
The main thing was that we spent the day near the water. Relaxed, and got to take home fresh fish.
Also I introduced Ray to my friends, acquaintances, and colleagues.
Because of his leadership ability, he was elected President of AAGEN.
Because he is a good guy he made many fast friends … and the butter mocha might have helped.
Ray took us to the Chesapeake bay on weekends to catch stripped bass etc.
Still today about 9 years later, we talk about his butter mochi.
We always gather at a restaurant when he comes to town on his few business trips to DC.
Ray used to entertain us at parties by singing songs such as the Hawaiian Wedding Song.
I had no idea he had such a beautiful singing voice.

Hal: Perhaps Ray could sing at the reunion?

Nuk: Your talk about sharing and June’s reminder of the laulau wars at my house in the mid 1990s
brings me to a confession.
I am not good at sharing food. June gave us laulau.
Well it was the first time that Hank tasted laulau and he absolutely loved it.
But there were only a few left, so I stuck the few leftovers in the bottom draw of our freezer.
After all I grew up on it and he did not.

Hank is 6’4” tall . When he is in a hurry he uses the top of the refrigerator to rest his plate
while eating standing.
Even if he gets on his hands and knees he has the hardest time seeing the back of the bottom
drawer of the refrigerator.
Over the next few days, I took a laulau for lunch to work .
Well a few days later when there was only one left, Hank asked whether we could have laulau
for dinner.
I told him there was none left. All gone.
That night, after midnight I sneaked downstairs to steam and eat the last laulau.
Hank was asleep but the smell of the laulau woke him up and he tiptoed downstairs
to the kitchen of our townhouse.
He caught me red handed eating the laulau. He accused me of lying to him, which I had.
I was frozen in surprise and he said the look on my face was that of a child who got caught
with her hand in the cookie jar.
Since then, friends who bring back food for us from Hawaii pack the food in two separate packages:
one with my name on and the other with Hank’s name. This ended the laulau wars.

----- Original Message -----
From: Ray Tsuneyoshi
To: Hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 10:37 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 16 / 09 update )

June, et. al.,
The last time I made butter mochi was about 7 years ago.
I really have to dig hard to dredge up my “secret” version of that dish.
I do know that I left quite a few folks back in Washington, DC area who are hopelessly addicted
to the stuff and mourn the fact that I moved all the way to the other side of the continent.
The funny part of it was that out of a big batch I would make I ended up only eating one or two pieces.
Call it warped justice.
I could have sworn that I shared the recipe with you.
Since you guys live closer now I would be running out of excuses about not getting together
when I travel south to see my wife.

----- Original Message -----
From: gdigmon
To: hal
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 7:31 AM

Harold/Carol Eto, Oh my goodness, deeply sad to hear of Penny's passing.
The last time I believe that we spoke was at our teahouse reunion when Penny won the pot of money
from the junk in po game I ran that evening.
So very sad, I dearly wish that I had seen her again, Penny always looked so healthy and strong to me.
Keep well my dear friends. Gerri DB

----- Original Message -----
From: Mel Cabang
To: "Hal"
Sent: Wednesday, September 16, 2009 7:19 AM
Subject: Re: Penelope Taguchi Tanaka

thank you... She was a friend in High school... I will try to make it..

----- Original Message -----
From: June Kobayashi
To: Hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 4:34 PM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 15 / 09 update )

You guys will never know how good Hawaiian food tastes unless you’ve been away for a while!
I am lucky because I live in Southern California and can get it here even if it is a drive of close
to an hour one way (Bruddah’s Restaurant in Gardena or King’s Hawaiian in Torrance).
I’ve gotten my family hooked on it too … the only thing they haven’t developed a taste for is poi!

Back in the late 90’s, I took a trip to the East Coast with my daughter when she was looking at graduate schools.
We met up with Raynor, Bing, and Bing’s husband Hank in DC.
I had sent Bing some frozen laulau beforehand and it seems that Hank loves laulau just as much as Bing does.
I will let Bing tell you the tale of the last laulau (involves some intrigue in the middle of the night).
By the way, Raynor makes the BEST butter mochi.
He made a big batch of it and my daughter and I pigged out on the leftovers all the way back to LA on the plane.
We tried our best to weasel the recipe out of him but couldn’t.
Maybe you will have better luck getting it for the reunion cookbook!

Raynor, please call me when you’re in Southern California.
Steve and I still owe you and Fraunke a dinner (but only if you bring along some butter mochi!).


----- Original Message -----
From: manuel mattos jr
To: hal
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 10:24 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 15 / 09 update )

First, to all you classmate with college and master degrees. Anyone with a PHD?
Well I have two master degree, the first is in useless information, second is in more useless information.
So when i say something, I know what I'm talking about.
About the japaness name maru, Japan was a close country to all but the Portuguess, for hundrand's of years.
Guess they didn't know any better, or the Portuguese was the only ones they could trust.
How do I know this, look in the book of useless infromation.
Second, Jean, when you talk about food like Scollop, Halibet, King Crab, and Tiger Prawns,
I get depressed, because I havent eaten meat in over 25yrs. I only eat that good stuff and chicken.
Carlos didn't we meet in Hilo at the farmer's market, some years ago.
Jean, your hair was not 6/8 " above your head, more like a foot.
Now that I have made ever one upset with me, I will say good by for now and go out into my shop,
and work on my Hawaiian woods, I will be in Waimea this Sat.
PS , going to St. Patricks you alway's end with a PS,
that is one of the few thing I remember from there,
also wish ever one good health.,
and from our priest, God Bless. Manny

----- Original Message -----
From: Vernon Wong
To: Harold Oshiro
Sent: Tuesday, September 15, 2009 8:26 AM
Subject: RE: 50 Years - memories and reunion ( 9 / 15 / 09 update )

Uncle Hal - I gots to toss in my coupla pennies re: groenkohl mit speck (also kohl und pinkle).
I eat the stuff every year during the winter months here in Bremerhaven. It´s ono, but heavy.
This year I´m going to try and fix it at home, the groenkohl, with coconut milk and maybe
throw some chicken in the pot too, and hope to get some semblance of chicken luau.
The favored fish dish here is Limandes.

Now I´m on the subject of food: was anybody in Boy´s Cooking class at KHS?
I think I signed-on in senior year? Also seem to recall the teacher was Mrs Chinen (?).
Had uka pyla fun and actually learned to cook a few dishes.
I do remember that Mrs Chinen (if that was her name) was a very sweet, patient,
and of course tolerant lady. Damn good cook, too!

Uncle Charlie


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