Unforgotten Classmates

This past Monday I started a jury trial. On the jury panel was a female 35 years old who's lived in Hawaii for 35 years who's HPU's music director. This person's name is Margaret S. Duprey. You must be thinking that's not our classmate. But had one additional clue at the bottom of the jury card. Correction to reference to her name: M. Susan Duprey (do not go by Margaret). I was thinking I know someone who could fit this and sure enough on the panel of jurors was Susie McCreary. We cannot talk to the prospective jurors, but I know she recognized me because she gave a half-hi waive. I let the judge know that she was my classmate. Ho I don't think I've seen her since high school. She eventually got deferred. Had she been able to serve she would have been treated to a pretty interesting trial. My client, Vernon Gomes, was accused of trying to cash 2 forged checks at Am Sav Bank. Our defense was he never know was forged checks, because he no can read. This guy was the stereotypical lolo. First of all cannot get one more Podagee name than Vernon Gomes (I had this other client named Denton Souza, you choose). He is Portuguese, Puerto Rican, Hawaiian looking, short afro, a Rap Reiplinger/Junior Boy hybrid. Twice I asked jurors if they could look at him and presume his innocence and turned to him to see him full on crash out on the table. The guy slept through or struggled to stay awake through out the entire 3 day trial. In the end, the jury acquitted him. I'm assuming they believed he couldn't read. Just thought I mention that we often take for granted our high quality education. I called his girlfriend's mother to opine that he cannot read. She said she based her opinion on living with him for 9 years and that she reads every letter to him plus when they go restaurant he nevers looks at the menu and always orders hamburger steak. Now I've noticed that everytime we go Rainbow's Remy doesn't look at the menu board and just orders hamburger steak(plus extra salad, chili on the rice, gravy all over), but unlike Vernon I don't think that is an accurate indicia of illiteracy.

Another classmate I haven't seen since we drank beer in class at UH is Clayton Yee. You know his name in Hawaiian class was Kaleikane (literally the male lei). Now the kaona (or hidden meaning) was that our teacher asked him at the start of class what his name was and he said Clay and she thought he said Kalei. [I'm at work right now and there's this Chinese guy from Ohio that works with us. His name is Henry P. Ting. I thought it would be great if his middle name was Pua]. Back to Clay. I saw him last summer at Kaiser Hospital. He had leukemia. Haven't seen him in a year. Anybody know how he's doing?

Hope all is well with everyone. Happy that "Da Hui" is back together.

Umo, I watched the UH game last night at the Lee's. According to Sha, in the morning, Logan kept repeating that she was going to see Uncle Umo today. However, when she got to your office and figured out what you do she told Sha she wanted to go home. When I asked Logan, how was Uncle Umo it was evident she didn't want to talk about it. I'm wondering if the other parents who take their kids to Uncle Umo have similar experiences.

Out. Beez.