It’s been a long time since I have seen all of you, my classmates. I was not the kind of person who stood out during those years in high school, the girls will probably tell you, if you ask “if they remembered the name Bert Yamamoto “. I have come to acknowledge how important people are, especially if you knew but a few in the hordes that populate our island today. You need to know you exist once and today is not a nightmare. The reunion will hopefully bring back me in existence of memories of my deceased father and mother and how they cared. I was born on December 24, 1959. As I grow older, memories of honokaa high years becomes ever so special.