Leina’ala floats, a dream vision her smile indelible, genuine, always so gracious gliding, swaying, her hands are birds in flight elegance in their movement, soar and weave of feathered flame…

My draft for Sunday 07.14.19. False Wiliwili — Part Four That night I tried to read the Economics text with the same intensity I read the material for my English…

I didn’t think of myself as a stalker, but I can see now that my behavior came close. I walked right over to the reception desk at Johnson Hall and…

I was raised a good Lutheran, so there are two things I know for sure. One, if it looks like bread and wine, then that’s all it is, bread and…

Anna is a second semester freshman. I’m entering my final semester as a senior, chomping at the bit, eager to get out of UH and head for the graduate program…

Four fresh faced white Wisconsin farm lads maybe raised on this morning’s milk and cheese and home churned butter rocket their beat-up red sedan through the city of Madison Perhaps…

I race my children on the wind again to be a child in time and tag the kid out now, too slow now slowing to catch, fading in my drawing…

there was no one stronger or smarter no one I admired more, loved more when I was very young but this is 1978 I’m living in Madison, Wisconsin and my…

It was nice, seeing Hawaiian music in Waikiki last night. It was the group, Native Pearls. Mihana Aluli and Kanoe Cazimero, on guitar and ʻukulele, with piano accompaniment by Kit…

Maile has become a voracious reader, and her appetite for books keeps growing. We’ve picked through the library offerings so we’re now buying books. I’ll not lie, feeding her literature…