Eating Frybread

I didn’t exactly grow up eating fry bread, but my kids did. Our family in Montana had a fry bread/Indian… Read more Eating Frybread

Growing up in a Sea of Whiteness

One of my good friends in Minneapolis is Gloria Kumagai. Gloria and I first met in our thirties, I was… Read more Growing up in a Sea of Whiteness

Back in March, I sold my house. Which house, you may ask. It’s not like I am a housing tycoon.… Read more Where Have I Been?

I am going to tell you a story about myself I have NEVER shared with anyone in the world (at… Read more Windows of Light: The Showgirl

It’s finally done! Windows of Light, an anthology of writing by Nikkei (which means of Japanese lineage not living in… Read more Windows of Light

I know one other person who schedules her life full. She’s my best friend in Minnesota (no offense meant to… Read more The Overbooked Life

OK, so his name is Craig Johnson, not Walt Longmire. In real life. But he is just as down-to-earth and… Read more Longmire in Real Life

I have only had a few moments of dejà vu in my life. Once when I was maybe four or… Read more Just Passing Through

My mother told me a story about her father. He had died after the war, after unjust imprisonment in Bismarck,… Read more Mom’s Dream

Some days I feel as though I am manifesting Donald Trump in my life. Not that I want to bomb… Read more The Proverbial Cart before the Horse