"I was a simple man, but . . ."

On January 7th, my Grandpa Yogi passed away at the age of 86. Born in Wailuku Maui, he worked as a carpenter his entire life but retired soon before I was born in 1982. I spent most of childhood at Grandma & Grandpa Yogi's home in Kaimuki -- a humble, self-built, local-style Japanese home that my dad spent his entire childhood in.

This past summer, Grandpa Yogi welcomed our Layover, on the Shore crew into his home, allowing us to shoot at his house, and sleep there when things got too crowded at my mom's place. He watched Korean soaps with Robin, and sitting out on his backyard lanai played us old Okinawan records on his dusty record player.

He was a funny, talkative, strict, traditional Japanese man, who engaged life with a builder's hands. He was my last surviving grandparent, and I can't help but feel my life will be enormously different without him. I will miss you, Grandpa.



Chris