life is more convenient in some ways — with smartphones.

We owe so much to our Issei pioneers.throwing her baton up high to the sky and catching it behind her back.

Ill never forget hearing the beautiful sounds of shamisen music coming out of the windows down into the streets.The Nisei Week Parade was a big annual event we always looked forward to.to helping each other build their businesses and grow into the community we call Little Tokyo (Nihonmachi).

My mother carried me on her back (ombu style) when I was 4 years old.First Street got electric P cars.

gaman and hard work that grew Little Tokyo.

and was honored at age 21 to serve as 1954 Nisei Week Queenas part of the celebration of the 13th NiseiWeek Festival and now at age of 92.where the weather resembles Las Vegas on a summer day.

This stage in my life is one of the passages.By Bill YeeNo man is an island.

will we go upstairs or downstairs.A part of the main… Any mans death diminishes me.