New Year Eve

The house was dark with only a small lamp lit standing in the corner of the room. The silence was broken when the phone rang, reading 808 on the face before I picked it up. “Hello, Hello” “Hello, Malia this is your sister. Did I let you know I changed my number? “Happy New Year” Betty let me know you text, I thought I call and wish you Happy New Year, oh you gotta come here for New Year, it’s a big deal here.

As she continued to talk about the widespread firecrackers going off everywhere and how they sell them in the stores and how people are just having a ball. Instantly my mind took me back during my child years, I remember the fun I had, the parades and games.

In the hours leading up to the New Year moment, people light off thousands of crackle smoky firecrackers and explosive sparkles filled the sky. It is a tradition which never left my soul, that was learned and past on from the Chinese immigrants to the islands to scare off evil spirits. This is one of many traditions I keep and admire.

In the morning everything is peaceful.

Our conversation between, Le, Betty and I was joyful and heartful, breaking the slience of house blanketed with snow and moonless sky. As we wished our Best New Years, Peace, Love and Good Health, we like to pass it foreward to all of you as well.









Mele Kalikimaka to you


Mele Kalikimaka

Merry Christmas from us to you, my fingers will not let me toy

with the ukulele strings the way I like, so I found a nice short easy to strum chords for “Mele Kalikimaka” by R. Alex Anderson

[C] Mele Kalikimaka is the thing to say

On a bright Hawaiian Christmas [G7]Day

That’s the island greeting that we send to you

From the land where palm trees [C]sway[C7]

[F] Here we know that Christmas will be [F7]green and bright

The [A7}sun will shine by day and all the [D7}stars by [G7}night

[C]Mele Kalikimaka is Ha[C7]waii’s [A7]way

To [Dm]say Merry [G7]Christmas to [C]you


Turquoise drifting in Hawaii

Lee Plevney

While I heard and gazed upon the turquoise water of the Hawaiian Islands, I again admire the fine art and crafters while strolling along the boardwalk drifting under the golden sun. Time to time I think of the turquoise stone its self. Not long ago I read a nice little blog  “Turquoise mines, not what you expect.”

  I wonder what other places in the world were like my home the Hawaii Islands that had spiritual healing stones,  including the Healing Stones of Oahu, which are two of many healing places that can be found.

Stones, accepted as earths gifts were well known, once was, including still is used in art, trade, treaty negotiation, religion, jewelry and believed to be “a stone of life.”

Metaphysically the sprawling lines of copper matrix on the turquoise provides energy to the wearer, as well as understanding, prosperity and success, within the beautiful blue and greenish, enhance the ability to communicate and love.


Turquoise is a hydrous compound of aluminum and copper, and while porous,  chemicals can damage it.  Naturally the turquoise hardness is 5-6, so most turquoise are helped in strength and polished. .

For myself every so often when wearing my pendent for the day, I use only pure water and a soft cloth to wipe clean before I store semi-gems away.



I’m proud to say I’m a “Liberal”: John F. Kennedy quote


“If by a “Liberal” they mean someone who looks ahead and not behind, someone who welcomes new ideas without rigid reactions, someone who cares about the welfare of the people-their health, their housing, their schools, their jobs, their civil rights and their civil liberties-someone who believes we can break through the stalemate and suspicions that grip us in our policies abroad, if that is what they mean by a “Liberal”, then I’m proud to say I’m a “Liberal.”
John F. Kennedy,   


Happy Veterans Day, many Mahalo and Aloha

Memorial Day sharing In Flanders Field

It’s not unusual for our family to keep in the custom of honoring ancestors by decorating the grave sites.   

Needless to say having ceremonies for our fallen soldiers’ graves whom died in all America wars were too missed by their loved ones. In closed is a poem by John McCrae, May 1915 named  “In Flanders Fields”.




Lieutenant-Colonel John McCrae  poem “In Flanders fields” touched many people’s heart, yet the inspiration of the red poppy becoming the symbol of Memorial Day national holiday was an idea of an American woman, Miss Moina Belle Michael, also know as The Poppy Lady.






Mothers Day History


Most of us would like to think “Mothers Day” is one of those special times to mail a nice card to mom, buy a gift, maybe take her out to breakfast or lunch or make a call that is long over due.

For many elder women that live alone day-to-day, “Mothers Day” would be just another memory. Hopefully a fond  memory of a mother, grandmother, sister, daughter even a fellow friend.


Today the second Sunday in May “Mothers Day” Doris Rhodefer,  I, including a few ladies at Shasta View Nursing Home shared what “Mothers Day” is about.


The sharing conversations of thoughts and views was interesting. Each story filled with loving memories of giving and receiving was beautiful, yet not one of us within the group really understood why “Mothers Day” was a national holiday in the United States.

So, here is a copy of   mothers day history  and I hope you find it as interesting as I did.

In the United States, Mother’s Day started nearly 150 years ago, when Anna Jarvis, an Appalachian homemaker, organized a day to raise awareness of poor health conditions in her community, a cause she believed would be best advocated by mothers. She called it “Mother’s Work Day.”

Fifteen years later, Julia Ward Howe, a Boston poet, pacifist, suffragist, and author of the lyrics to the “Battle Hymn of the Republic,” organized a day encouraging mothers to rally for peace, since she believed they bore the loss of human life more harshly than anyone else.

In 1905 when Anna Jarvis died, her daughter, also named Anna, began a campaign to memorialize the life work of her mother. Legend has it that young Anna remembered a Sunday school lesson that her mother gave in which she said, “I hope and pray that someone, sometime, will found a memorial mother’s day. There are many days for men, but none for mothers.”

Anna began to lobby prominent businessmen like John Wannamaker, and politicians including Presidents Taft and Roosevelt to support her campaign to create a special day to honor mothers. At one of the first services organized to celebrate Anna’s mother in 1908, at her church in West Virginia, Anna handed out her mother’s favorite flower, the white carnation. Five years later, the House of Representatives adopted a resolution calling for officials of the federal government to wear white carnations on Mother’s Day. In 1914 Anna’s hard work paid off when Woodrow Wilson signed a bill recognizing Mother’s Day as a national holiday.

At first, people observed Mother’s Day by attending church, writing letters to their mothers, and eventually, by sending cards, presents, and flowers. With the increasing gift-giving activity associated with Mother’s Day, Anna Jarvis became enraged. She believed that the day’s sentiment was being sacrificed at the expense of greed and profit. In 1923 she filed a lawsuit to stop a Mother’s Day festival, and was even arrested for disturbing the peace at a convention selling carnations for a war mother’s group. Before her death in 1948, Jarvis is said to have confessed that she regretted ever starting the mother’s day tradition.

Despite Jarvis’s misgivings, Mother’s Day has flourished in the United States. In fact, the second Sunday of May has become the most popular day of the year to dine out, and telephone lines record their highest traffic, as sons and daughters everywhere take advantage of this day to honor and to express appreciation of their mothers



Irvin A. Crews Sr. and Vallejo Marina

Friendships mean a lot when your a friend of a gentleman and his wife, Irvin and Mary Crews. When I first arrived to Vallejo Municipal Marina, it was a small marina then approximately 300 berths. Crews befriended me with his special smile.
Have you ever had those moments that you feel something is calling you.
Have you ever had a strong feeling you wanted to speak to a person in a store, your eyes would meet time to time in the distant down an isle. But you struggled with a push and pull feeling, to the point you were lost for a simple word as Hi.
 I had!
And when you see that very same person leave the store, as soon as you can, you rush to the parking lot, only to find parked cars in view.   ” I wonder? “

When I was revisiting Mare Island, a few friends at Vallejo Municipal Marina, I also was trying to reconnect with my elder friends due to loss mailing addresses. I learned using a telephone book directory is unsuccessful.

And cruising the neighborhood was difficult if I didn’t know the actual name of the street.

 Today I am so thankful for a pictures and memory book, like the one I made for “Crews” so I to can look back while smiling.
My mentor and friend Irvin A. Crews, aka “Crews” taught me many lessons just by watching his style, beyond the day to day work ethics for a marina environment.
He filled my empty glass of wanting knowledge as if one would paint a landscape. Details to hues and tones, positioning the images in the right places, proper corrections and when to just let go, when and why to step aside. “Let go” and how to wait without worry, give it to God.
I missed his big smile and his lovely wife Mary Crews when he retired from the marina, and his handsome children were a delight to be around. Work was not a four letter word, it was three “Fun” and I enjoyed every moment serving under his instructions.

 June 8, 1932 – March 13, 2015

Irvin A. Crews, Sr. or “Crews”, passed away on Friday, March 13 at his home in Vallejo. He was born in Henderson, NC and was the oldest of seven children. He enlisted in the USAF in 1952 and retired in 1975. He then worked for the City of Vallejo until he retired in 1993.

He was an avid fisherman and outdoorsman.

Crews is survived by his wife of 60 years, Mary Crews; his son, Irvin A. Crews, Jr.; daughter, Rosetta M. Crews; brothers, Nathaniel Theodore and Melvin Crews; sister, Mildred Winbush, several grandchildren, great grandchildren and friends.

Graveside service will be held Thursday, March 26, at 1 p.m., Sacramento Valley National Cemetery, Dixon.

Published in TimesHeraldOnline on Mar. 24, 2015– See more at:


Pictures in Order;  Irvin A. Crews Sr.  retirement lunch with marina staff.

Second Picture; Carl, Elizabeth, “Crews” and Ron, I’m taking the picture of course.

Third Picture; Mary and “Crews” family in the background “Rose,” and the gentleman standing is Howard Currier.  (There had been no smoking within the restaurant any time, and this is the only picture that has a green gentle mist. Howard told me it was someone with green envy.) I miss Howard too. His saying “Everyday is a holiday”

Fourth Picture; Mary and “Crews” talking to Jeff

Fifth Picture;  “Mary and Irvin A. Crews Sr.”

“Funky New Year” Eagles

Music express our true feelings of good and bad times, it brings tears and happiness, it can rock our soul, while taking our emotions on different journeys.

Music inspires us during celebrations of holidays as well as family enjoyment. As  the rhythm rolls freely into every new year, so do we moving to our own beat.


B.B. King has been one of my favorite greatest blues guitarist for year and remain so. Early in his career I read he worked as a disc jockey in Memphis, where he gained the nickname “Beale Street Blues Boy,” later shortened to “B.B.”


And Louie Armstrong “Pops” with his trumpet and when he came out with his take on “What a wonderful world” I remember the first time I heard it on the evening of the 4th of July, gazing at the stars, it is a moment I will always remember. There is so many others as Miles Davis, and my Hawaiian favorite our Israel “IZ” Kamakawiwo’ole “Somewhere over the rainbow/What a wonderful world.” he was such a wonderful singer.

My mother was a beautiful lady, loved her children and grandchildren, and raised us well to the best of her knowledge. She loved music and dance and so did our father. As they and many others would have said, “Let the Good Times Roll” into a “Funky New Year,” since the past is only a memory away.

From us to you, “May your dreams be accomplished and the Best of this coming New Year.”


For a picture of Mr. B.B. King thanks to,

“Funky New Year” – Eagles
“Let the Good Times Roll” – Louis Jordan

Calmly doing a Will

Getting around to update or even writing a will is one of those things I put aside or seems to be on the bottom of my list.

This year as fall creeps forward a death came suddenly to a friend who didn’t have a will. “This may cause some problems for the grieving family of friends as well as family”.

I know it is important, yet I keep putting it off for a more convenient time or when it wouldn’t be so costly.
Well’ the nudging has begun and the events that are surrounding several friends of mine, has us wondering what happens in the tomorrows that are yet to come. The repeated song of “Only If” plays softly in the back of our mind.

Having been in this nightmare when my late husband Daniel past on, I was blessed his parents were like Angels helping me through this, his adult children were wonderful.
We all worked together to easy through this very sad time until the estate court was satisfied-ed.

  • A wise person told me, mental quietness is needed before making a decision. Be conscious of each person of whom they really are cause more information may be needed to assist your wishes.
  • If a will is left to a pet, where and whom will care for your animal friend, and when the animal dies, what happens to the funds remaining.
  • The will can always be updated with changes.
  • It is important to learn the choices we have with a will in the state we live in, the kinds of assets not passed by wills, and who’s in charge.




November 11, 2015 Veterans Day-Thank You

“Let us raise a standard to which the wise and honest can repair;

the rest is in the hands of God.

-George Washington

Thank You to the men and women, grandparents, great-grandparents, husband and wives, daughters and sons, nieces and nephews, friends and friends yet to meet for your time and self you gave your home, and this country of America.

Freedom is not free and we thank you for this gift….

From all our family “Ohana” to you….

And a special Love to a very dear family friend, and mine, Tom King.

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