Papa Doesn’t Smile Anymore

June 29, 2022 • Kara Yokoyama

I remember when my grandpa had a garden full of hibiscus, plumeria and many other various flowers. He always put the flowers in my hair, and he always said I looked like a little Hawaiian girl, where he was from. I called my grandpa, “Papa.” Papa was also a great cook. All he had to do was taste something from a restaurant, and he could recreate it. He was the same with music. He bought a keyboard just to have …