In this Journal, I will attempt to strip away my protective veneer to view and communicate honestly what the truth is as I perceive it. My intent is to grow, for without an honest evaluation of the truth, how else can one fully absorb life's more difficult lessons and benefit by them. If I do this in secret, then I am still hiding behind a protective veneer, so it is being published online. If you find this Journal, you are welcome to read it and hopefully grow from it as well. If you like, you can also share some of your own lessons in life.

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Part Two: Culture Clash 2016 / Ikaika's Introduction To Asia

In Part One, which immediately precedes this Part Two, Anne's and my son Kyle described with humor, their family visit to China. In Part Two, which follows, Kyle humorously describes their visit to South Korea:

Thursday, August 11, 2016

"Culture Clash 2016 / Ikaika's Introduction to Asia"

This insightful and humorous piece was written by Anne's and my son Kyle, describing his family's vacation in China, a trip that will include South Korea and Japan as well:

Saturday, August 6, 2016

"Hi Ladies!"" (An Ikaika Story)

Yesterday, Leonor, who cleans our home among others, shared this story with me and we both had a good laugh:

Cameron/Ikaika Conversation

At a recent party, Anne's and my grandchildren Cameron and Ikaika had this conversation:

Saturday, July 16, 2016

My Warsaw Ghetto Uprising Dream

During World War 2, in 1943, in their "Final Solution," the Nazis ordered the many thousands of Jews held captive in the Warsaw Ghetto to be sent to Treblinka for execution.

In the biggest act of Jewish resistance in World War 2, from April 19th to May 16th, the Jews fought back with weapons apparently secreted in.

As a result, the German commander ordered the burning of the Ghetto, block by block, setting aflame or suffocating its victims.

Sunday, July 3, 2016

I'm Younger Than I Look

Anne and I were at the Vancouver Airport security checkpoint with many other people, as they placed their carry-ons and shoes to be X-rayed.

In the crowd, the security official shouted to me, "people 75 and over don't have to take off their shoes."

Hearing this, Anne yelled to him, "That's insulting!"

"I'm 71," I said, as the crowd suddenly fell silent, nervous with how I might respond to what they saw as an insult to me. The security official looked embarrassed.

Monday, June 27, 2016


Chani (rhymes with Johnny) is an Asian, middle-aged homeless man I met in Vancouver on Sunday, 6/26/16, as I walked along the harbor front Seawall.

He was sitting on a bench under the shade of a tree, yet holding an open umbrella over himself on a warm, sunny day.

He had his possessions in carts attached to a bike, most of which including the bike, were covered in black tarp material.

He looked like an interesting man and I introduced myself to him and he to me as we began a conversation.