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Hello Friends,

Please join me at my first book signing for my newest book of poetry.

Date: Saturday, November 4, 2017

Place: Barnes & Noble

1725 Arden Way

Sacramento, CA 95815

Phone: 916-565-0644

Time: 11 – noon

( The manager mentioned a book order for 15 books and I said, we will need more.

He warned me that attendance may be poor. Do you have family?  I said, No family. But I have friends.  So he increased the order.)





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At Barnes & Noble, Kahala Mall, my book signing posters were in their showcase a week before its date.

David, the Events Manager, greeted  me with an orchid lei and my favorite café mocha drink.

All five of my books were dramatically displayed  on two tables. Dawn of Watermark Publishing was there to assist me.

Within minutes, magic took over. It was a book signing unlike any of my other nine books.

Kapoho: Memoir of a Modern Pompeii is a collection of stories of my childhood in Kapoho which was eventually destroyed by Kilauea Volcano. My history begins on December 7.

The book cover features a photo of an active lava fountain behind the heart of Kapoho:  Nakamura Store, their pool hall, theater and the family’s residence. This Nakamura Store made the Life and Look Magazines and national TV during the eruption.

The Nakamura family came to my signing. I haven’t seen some of the members since the eruption in the late 50’s. In the top photo, that’s my brother, Paul, to my left, and Shozo Nakamura and his wife, Harumi, to my right. Shozo and Harumi’s daughter, Sharon, wears the bright blue shirt. It was Shozo’s parents that owned Nakamura Store. In the bottom photo are Shozo’s nephew, Ronald, and his wife. Ronald’s parents’ house was under construction when the lava came to consume Kapoho and his grandparents’ store — you can see it in the photo, that building behind the others, standing on its own.

The Nakamuras stood looking at their home on the cover of my book. There are times when silence and tears express emotions better than words and this was one of those moments.

When I told Shozo that I included in the book a conversation between his now deceased mother and myself that took place on the night he was drafted into the army, he responded with tears.

Copies of Kapoho were purchased for every member of their families by the Nakamura family and others who were there. My sister’s high school classmate was there, someone I had not seen since the eruption. It was a reunion of a tiny part of Kapoho with my book cover as a backdrop.

Someone suggested I organize a Kapoho reunion.

It was Kapoho once again, now under lava, breaking through its black crust to bring us all together.

Next weekend, I’ll be on the Big Island of Hawaii and one of the bookshops notified me that books are flying off the shelf even before any news release.

No one has yet read the book. They may tar and feather me out of the Big Island after they read Kapoho, but I’ll be back in Sacramento by then.

If the presence of the entire Nakamura clan is a sign of what this book means, then What Have I Done? may be a question answered with more nostalgic hugs and tears than a pail of hot tar.

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