It’s time for farewell, but we will all be OK
By now, gentle readers, I am gone, and our conversation here comes to an end. Read more
Cranky Dad
My version of ‘local’ is not same as yours, and that’s OK
It wasn’t something that ever came up in conversations with friends, but lately I’ve wondered whether I am “local.” Or, to put a sharper point on it, am I local enough for Hawaii? Read more
Weekend obsession goes back to a rumble in jungle
The other day I got into an argument with Mrs. G. when the topic of yardwork came up. It was a Saturday morning and she asked what I had planned to do that day, the first in a few weeks that didn’t find us under some kind of severe weather advisory. Read more
To boldly go where young forgo, try paying with cash
The other day Mrs. G. and I went to a late-afternoon movie, as much to beat the heat as to see the newest “Star Trek” saga. Of course, we needed popcorn, and that found us at the counter talking to a young concession worker, a woman who seemed lost in some inner bliss. Read more
Fondness for beloved uncle moves pair to live life fully
There’s no way to sugarcoat the facts, no way to describe what happened without the risk of heartache. But I’ll try. Read more
Carport is place where man need answer only to himself
Construction work builds character, not just buildings
The smell of fresh concrete jogs my memory whenever I catch a whiff of it in Kakaako, where high-rise construction is changing the landscape one floor at a time. Read more
With love and appliances, reliability is what matters
If you’ve been married for a long time, it gets harder and harder to find the right anniversary gift. This year, as our 30th anniversary approached, Mrs. G. and I found our gifts by accident. Read more
Old buddy’s tales paint unrecognizable reflection
The background noise at Buzz’s in Lanikai was especially loud, so I leaned into the conversation, struggling to hear the stories an old friend shared with the rest of our table. The stories were entertaining, but they weren’t making sense to me. Read more
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Helicopter parent learns to hold off on the hovering
Emotions are such fickle creatures of the heart. They’re not to be trusted, especially when your last child moves out. You have to decide whether you’re happy or sad. Read more
Family’s mango-a-go-go finished by a chain saw
There are no mangoes this summer, at least where I live. Read more
Unicorn’s legacy lives on in modern-day repairman
The appliance repairman recognized Mrs. G. when he walked into the kitchen. He had been to our house before, a little more than a year ago, and thought the address was familiar. Read more
Elderly friend’s predicament gives glimpse into loneliness
An elderly friend, a woman in her mid-70s, calls me several times a week with the same problem: She can’t figure out the buttons on her TV remote. Read more
Armor forged by workouts and willpower has worn thin
My downward dog barked as I assumed the position, butt pointed to the ceiling, hands pressed into a rubber yoga mat. My shoulders throbbed from the effort to keep still. Sweat ran off my face like a flash flood, and my arms began to shake. Read more
A victory on the blacktop shared by father and son
He ran in Hush Puppies, the casual dress shoes with heels. There were no shoes with swooshes, no running apparel stores or even running shorts back then. When my late father went for a run, he wore plaid Bermuda shorts, old T-shirts with holes in them and a floppy fisherman’s hat. Read more
Here’s to lifelong friends and carefree conversations
Membership has benefits when you belong to Mike’s Carport Fitness Center, which has only two members: Big Al and myself. Read more
Return to Palolo reawakens hazy spirits of the commune
It’s the worst type of vanity for a man to dwell on nostalgia when reason argues that his memories are flawed. But there’s a place at the back of Palolo Valley that haunts me. Read more
Virtual tour goes to the soul of a home full of memories
Last month one of my neighbors put his home on the market for $885,000, and a horde of potential buyers arrived on a sunny Sunday, the only day he needed to find someone willing to make an offer on the house. Read more
Big waves of indecisiveness prevent a surfboard upgrade
Every wave that rose in front of me while I was in the lineup at my favorite surf spot the other day offered the kind of ride you remember for a week. But each time I plunged my arms into the ocean, windmilling for momentum, my surfboard seemed anchored to the reef. Read more
They chose their paths well and the world’s better for it
On Saturday morning, when our youngest daughter receives her English degree from the University of Hawaii at Manoa, Mrs. G. and I will do a happy dance in our seats in the Stan Sheriff Center. Read more
This family boasts its own consumer advocacy champ
What I’m about to share could end the reign of my alter ego, Rock ’em, Sock ’em, but I offer my wisdom as a public service. And besides, Rock ’em, Sock ’em will live on whenever family legends are shared. Read more
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