Window To The Crescent Moon
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A Sintripetal Force…
In my younger and, lets say, more virile days, I began writing the first installment in a gay short story romance between a Filipino-American and a Turkish oil-wrestler. But as like so many things in life, that would-be masterpiece was left by the wayside. Something of that time lingered and was rekindled while mapping out… Continue reading
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Discovering the discoverers…
Many who have visited are familiar with the “melting pot” that is Hawaii–a base of Native Hawaiians, a sprinkle of Japanese, a dash of Chinese, a pinch of Filipinos. But little is known about the field laborers that came from the Madeira Islands and the Azores off the coast of northwest Africa, the Portuguese. Even… Continue reading
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What’s in a (place) name…
The outline of our next trip to Europe in 2017 was based on a selfish fantasy. I know very little about my mother’s side of the family. I hazard that this obscurity is intentional; maybe some memories are too painful to recall. What little I have gleaned over the years I have woven into a… Continue reading
