From the Star/Advertiser: Oct 25, 2016

Hawaii island Mayor Billy Kenoi took the stand in his own defense this morningand teared up as he talked about his humble upbringing in Kalapana, where his family had little resources and were embarrased that friends had to use an outhouse.

He faces five criminal charges over misuse of his government purchasing card. Del Rosario dismissed three counts of tampering with government records Monday due to insufficient evidence.

In all, Kenoi had faced eight counts related to 15 transactions that he charged to his county-issued pCard, or purchasing card, from 2011 to 2014.

The remaining charges include four counts of theft — two of them second-degree felonies and two third-degree — and one count of false swearing or making a false statement under oath.

Kenoi has acknowledged paying the county back $31,000 in unauthorized personal expenses charged on the pCard. Kenoi charged a total of about $129,000 on his pCard, including alcohol purchases.

Mayor Kenoi, we came from the same area…and I too, grew up in a village using  outhouses and let me tell you something…out-houses do not cause a total lack of character, does not develop arrogance, and outhouses are not to be blamed for one’s misdoings. Let’s do a reality check and leave the past out of this. What are we teaching our youngsters? That something or someone is to take blame for our own acts? Something smells here and it’s not the outhouse.

Remember: The buck stops here?

I take full responsibility…?


Two Peace Poems

Thank you James Lee Jobe for posting these two poems on your blog.

When Will I Know Peace?

When will I know Peace?
“She is at Peace,” you said
When my mother died.
Is that the only way I will know Peace?
When I am dead?

You gave me, briefly,
A hummingbird’s sip
On D Day in 1941.
1953 after the Korean War.
The Vietnam War: 1975

I want to taste it, lick it, swallow it
Like chocolate ice-cream in August.
Dripping down my chin, soaking my skin.
I want to hear it, I want to hear it.

What is the sound of Peace?

I want to bathe in it, feel  it wrap around me
Wet silk against skin
In three digit heat.
I don’t want  it after I’m stiff and dead.

I want Peace now.

NO! I want Peace now.
I want to see it on children’s faces
All over the world.

— Frances H Kakugawa

Voice from the Unborn

You promised me, eons ago,
A world, free of battlefields, soldiers, children
Abandoned  in fear and hunger.
You offered me Hope, again and again.
A world, you said, where we will stand
Hand in hand, beyond  color, religion, gender, age,
One race. One humanity.

You promised me a world
Free of poison in oceans, earth and air.
“You  are the future”, you told me,
“Come and be born in this world I will
Create  for  you.”

My brothers and sisters who believed you
Are now old men and women, and they wait.
They wait.

Listen to my voice, your unborn child.

Eons ago, you sliced the chrysanthemum
Off  its stalk and left it
Naked in the sun.

Over the ashes of Hiroshima,
Our victory was hailed.
Beneath that, my ancestors lay buried.

Stop using me, your unborn child
For promises and meaningless  rhetoric.
The future is now.  I can’t wait any longer.
The future is now.  I want to be  born.

– Frances Kakugawa

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essence-of-care-flyerMark your calendars! I have been invited to present at the Del Oro Caregiver Resource Center event The Essence of Care – a retreat designed to provide family caregivers with respite, rejuvenation and renewal.

Please join us on Saturday, November 5, 2016, at Town and Country Lutheran Church, 4049 Marconi Avenue in Sacramento from 10:00am to 3:00pm.

Registration begins at 9:30am | Retreat 10am – 3pm
COST: $40 (snacks, lunch and materials included) NOTE: If cost is a concern, limited scholarships are available.
RESPITE: If you need someone to care for your loved one in order to attend this retreat, free in-home respite care is available to qualified caregivers.

REGISTER/QUESTIONS: Please contact Del Oro Caregiver Resource Center (916) 728-9333. Space is limited – Register today! Deadline to register – October 28th

More information is here: http://www.deloro.org/upcoming-events/2016/11/5/the-essence-of-care and you can also download their registration form there.

SPONSORS: Del Oro Caregiver Resource Center, Elder Care Management of Northern California, Senior Care Solutions, Triple-R Adult Day Program, Colleen Watters Attorney at Law, and LPL Financial


Judges do hear us. Once I wrote to a Third Circuit Court  Judge about how he was handling youngsters who came before him as juvenile offenders. I accused him of practicing elitism. His sentences were to prepare these youngsters for college…had to do college prep in school, to apply to colleges if you were out of high school. I reminded him of that kid who wants to be a waiter, a flight attendant, drive the garage truck, etc. That in our daily lives, we rely on blue collar workers more than anyone else and why are we by-passing these workers by this message that college grads are the only ones worthy of a respectable place in our society?  We had a dialog and he began to send these youngsters into the community to do work for the needy. When he was mayor, I had him pave our gravel road in Pahoa. So yes, one squeaky hinge gets the oil can if we squeak it loud enough.

If I were Judge…

If I were Judge, I would not use punitive sentences to those who are not of danger to our communities, instead, I would sentence them to acts of human kindness.

For  a year or two or three, go out into the community and conduct acts of kindness to strangers. If guilty of a hate crime, adopt a family of your “hate” and aid them in becoming a part of our community. Work with the children and help them adjust to our schools. Punitive actions do not seem to alter negative human nature…Studying our history of human injustice has not made much of a dent. Perhaps,we need to use human kindness instead of intellectualizing with history and dialogs.


from Jr the cat

Some of Wordsworth’s fans don’t really believe I can write poetry so here is one I wrote a minute ago. Well? What do you think? Can I be called a cat poet?


I don’t live in a hat,

Nor do I run with rhymes


An occasional dat, since I live in the isles

Where Pidgin turns that into dat.


So, no cat in a hat am I,

No bat,sat,rat, or any of at.


Just a cat without fame,

And Jr. is my name