Michael G. Malaghan
Special to The Hawai‘i Herald
Editor’s note: We continue Michael G. Malaghan’s serialized historical novel, “Picture Bride — A Family Saga,” based on the Japanese immigrant experience. Malaghan’s trilogy takes readers from turn-of-the-20th-century-Japan to Hawai‘i in the picture bride era; the Islands during World War II, highlighted by the exploits of the Nisei soldiers; and beyond.
The novel, which is now available as a printed softcover book, opens with 12-year-old Haru-chan, fleeing her home in Amakusa, Kyüshü, for Hiroshima, where she becomes the picture bride of a Buddhist priest in Hawai‘i.
Author Michael Malaghan is a retired businessman who divides his time between Hawai‘i, Georgia and Japan.
A full moon was rising into the embers of the sunset when Taka returned to the Hochi. He walked to his desk, rolled a sheet of paper into the typewriter and began striking the keys.
The Governor Had No Choice
By Takeshi Takayama
Four murderers walked free today. Governor Judd did not pardon them. In fact, he validated their guilt. And yet, he commuted their sentences. It does not seem just: one hour for a killing that has torn apart the fabric of our island.
However, if I were the governor, I would have made the same decision in an effort to stop the escalating trauma that is tearing apart our society and might have led, if riots ensued, to military rule of our Islands. No one — haole, Hawaiian or Oriental — wants that.
Taka continued to make his case of the likely consequences of “attempting,” as he phrased it, to take the convicted killers from Navy custody and place them in Hawai‘i’s prison.
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“This is your best yet, Taka,” beamed Makino. “You are going out like a champ.”
Taka raised his eyebrows.
“Get back to your lessons. When you graduate, you have a job here.”
Makino paused. “Have you given any thought to what I said about the law?”
“Yes, sir. Watching Kelley and Darrow convinced me your advice was good. But I’ll need a year or so of work after graduation before I can think of law school.”
“Don’t be too sure about that. You know Hung Wai Ching?”
“Sure, the popular director at the YMCA. I’ve played ping-pong with him. Never beat him,” smiled Taka. “I hear he’s in Boston getting a divinity degree.”
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