Japanese American National Museum event with Bill Staples

Bill Staples, Jr., has written a book about Kenichi Zenimura, who was a remarkable baseball player and inspirational coach at Gila River, a Japanese Internment camp, from 1942-1945. I got the chance to meet Mr. Staples yesterday at the Japanese American National Museum in Los Angeles. It took him six years to write this book, the research, the many interviews.

Mr. Staples invited Tetsuo Furukawa, Howard Zenimura, and a few others to join him in a panel discussion after his presentation. It was wonderful to hear them discuss their experiences as baseball players at Gila River because these they happened more than sixty years ago.

I watched from the audience as they spoke of their memories, as they honored one another, as tears came to their eyes. And I hoped that I would have a friend, even just one, who would be lifelong, as they had.

Fiesta de las Golondrinas

It’s that time of year again. The swallows are migrating from Goya, Argentina to San Juan Capistrano. They’ll be here next week, arriving on March 19, which is St. Joseph’s Day. The city of San Juan Capistrano celebrates with Fiesta de las Golondrinas, the Festival of the Swallows. We always attend, though these days, it’s hard to find the swallows. They don’t really come to the mission anymore because there isn’t the food and peace and quiet there used to be when Junipero Serra was there. You can find the swallows nearby in the canals and under the bridges, their little mud nests clinging to the cement. They come back every year, no matter what. Their return reminds me of a promise that can never be broken.

Leon Rene was so inspired by their migration that he wrote a folk song about the swallows. Here's the first stanza:

When the swallows come back to Capistrano


That's the day you promised to come back to me


When you whispered, "Farewell," in Capistrano


'twas the day the swallows flew out to sea

These little birds are a bit of a wonder to us, like a tradition, or a very special surprise, something unexpected and beautiful, something sort of phenomenal actually.