Tradition

His body was given for me, he thought, kept hearing it overand over while he watched the walk along the … More

New Old Dog (I’m still struggling)

For one, you were a sleight-of-hand magician,and I still haven’t figured out all of the tricks youpulled, a tribute to … More

It’s blinding, the kind of pain that comes with the rains,up here, this time of year, lots of work for … More

My pond’s overrun by guppies again, and at perhaps 2000 gallons, it’s not a small one. . . . a … More

I’ve had this dream before, variations of it, many times.This morning it was my final dream of the night,so right … More

There is no one who knows a father’s kneebetter than a child who wraps his armsaround that knee and clings to it like … More

My dad used to have them outside his den. I remember sneaking down there in the dead of night to … More

My dad had a store of useful phrases for any occasion.Most memorable for me was, “I need X like I … More

“To another Valentine’s Day,” the older man said, lifting his pint. The two, sitting side by side, clinked glasses, took … More

With her tousled white hair and shredded clothes, the elderly Japanese woman appears to be someone living on the street. … More

When I was young, my dad told me he went to the moon on a big rocket ship.He said it was … More

He wasn’t the type who’d say, This is my old lady. He introduced my mom by her nickname only, never … More

He watched the Buddhist monks practice their archery at Kapiolani Park. They would draw back the bowstring, close their eyes, … More

I had to go back to the place on Maui where my father and I used to fish. Coming to … More

When Art Kamaka was three years old, his father had drowned, along with two friends, while fishing in the Kaiwi … More

If I’d been the right age to have experienced those long summer breaks of my childhood, where I’d have two-and-a-half … More

Recovering himself, Chan said. “We found heroin in Cal’s locker at Siu Lum Pai. He stole it from one of the Mexicans … More

Father and son sat on the lānai of their Punchbowl home. The sunset was one of those spectacular Hawaiian ones so … More

Chan gathered himself in the corridor outside Conrad Jones’s room. Now he would have to tell him about his son’s death. One … More

Sure enough, there was a duffle bag in the locker. It contained three large bags of white powder. The next morning, … More