I met George Yoshida just once many, many years ago on a trip to Hilo. I was introduced to him by my good friend, the late Elaine Okutsu. She told me about all the good things George did for the island’s kūpuna, which was why the seniors would do anything to help him: They’d cook, make dozens of Spam musubi, sew, drive . . . anything for George.
Even from that very brief introduction, I could see that he was a best friend for life to all of Hawai‘i Island’s kūpuna, always working to make their “golden years” easier and more enjoyable and rewarding.