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COMPASSIONATE DR. TAYLOR

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Drawn by Sam Goto From boo... Drawn by Sam Goto
From book TSUKAMAKIS of ONTARIO (Ontario, Oregon)
 
 
By Min Tsubota
 
Dr. Owen Taylor had a mansion on the Kent, WA, east hill with a Japanese lady cook and her husband who was the gardener in the early 1900s. He had this beautiful fish pond and had stocked it with expensive carp from Japan.
 
I had an eight year older brother, Henry, born in 1910. When he was little, he was so bad, Mom threatened to put him in the Kent Jail. The one story is that when he was six or seven years old, he went fishing and had three or four fish from Dr. Taylor’s pond on a string and was walking home along Central Avenue. Dr. Taylor was driving home and saw Henry looking like a Tom Sawyer. The doctor was so mad! 
 
At that time, my Dad, Sentaro Tsubota, owned a grocery store in Kent. Henry had made a lot of older hakunin (caucasian) friends who persuaded him to get them candy from the store. Dad also had fire crackers from Japan to do the 4th of July firework celebration for the City of Kent. These same older friends persuaded Henry to get some firecrackers.The boys lit them and ran off. Except one didn’t explode and they told Henry to go check. It blew up as Henry got there and he was badly burned.

Running home, Mom told Henry to get on the telephone and call Dr. Taylor.  Doctors regularly made house calls those days. Dr. Taylor answered by saying, “Anyone who steals my fish has to come to my place. I’m not coming.” So Henry had to walk to Dr. Taylor’s mansion with the burns but Dr. Taylor did a beautiful job that left no scars.
 
Years later, in 1930, we had a terrible car accident on the West Valley highway. Henry was driving, I was on the passenger side. Brother Masayoshi was behind the driver and we were taking Mr. Okimoto home after a dinner. It was so foggy, we couldn’t see 10 feet in front of us. Anderson’s Oil Tanker truck came over the hill, crossing the center line and hitting us. It grazed Henry’s left side and he had a brain concussion. Masayoshi was killed instantly and Mr. Okimoto’s head went out the window and he was bleeding all over. There was a truck in front of Nomura’s place along the road and I was thrown onto the truck. I don’t remember how I got there. Mr. Saito lived close and brought his Lincoln Zephyr to take them to the Auburn hospital, grateful that Mr. Saito didn't mind all that blood all over his expensive car. The Aid Car never got there because of the mile back-up of traffic because of the accident.
 
Henry was in a coma for 3 weeks. Dr. Taylor then did an 8-hour operation to save him. He explained he had to use an auger to drill into Henry’s head to remove the clot on the brain saying, “It was so stressful, I had drink a jigger of whiskey at the end to relieve the tension.”
 
These incidents resulted in a deep friendship. Several years later Dr. Taylor fell ill and the only one he asked for on his deathbed was Henry.

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FEELING AWESOME!!

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FEELING AWESOME!!
This morning Cousin Gary sent me an email suggesting I listen to an interview with Dr. Dacher Keltner, Professor of Psychology at UC Berkley. There are a host of studies that measure actual changes in our brains as we practice “awe” producing activities that can overcome pain,  inflammation and problem emotions. 

Keltner says we can overcome many negative emotions by feeling “awe”. Last week I wrote that I want to learn more about love as part of my new path in life. This might be one of my lessons. Keltner also suggests “awe” is a form of love and we can deliberately fill our lower brain with awe/love.
 
I was thinking about some of the suggestions like walking in nature, thinking about big ideas, symbols, patterns, metaphors and using the right side of my brain. Obviously, I’m going to have to do some thinking and choosing of ideas that can help me develop some new daily habits.
 
Then I decided to email Cousin Gary to thank him for thinking of me. Suddenly, my computer screen cleared the email program and up popped a story I blogged in May about the burial of Sam’s ashes at Hillcrest Cemetery in Kent, WA, and the visit of the Dragon Fly on Nephew Brent’s chest during the ceremony and flew away when it was completed. The possibility is that the Dragon Fly was a visit of the Spirit of Sam, we all decided. The question now is: “Was that also the spirit of Sam visiting me today?” For sure it is a feeling of 
“AWE”!
 
Last Thursday, I had lunch with Heidi and we spent the whole time talking about Sam’s energy being around us with the book my daughter Kelly wrote about her Dad and his cartoon strips. Heidi also shared some of the love David Branch is experiencing with his new girlfriend. 
 
Friday, I text David Branch to congratulate him and he text back that mysteriously Sam’s photo showed up on his iPhone when he got my message. Sam had never used an iPhone nor opened a computer. Kelly says iCloud can produce some such connections on the internet, but today’s appearance of the burial of Sam’s ashes is “AWESOME”!!!

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HEART WISDOM

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HEART WISDOM
HEART WISDOM
 
The beating of the heart is the first signs of life in a fetus. There are more messages going from the heart to receptors (40,000) in the brain according to research at HEART MIND INSTITUTE. There are 1500 chemical actions within 2 minutes with an emotion such as anger. Five minutes of recalling anger, tanks our IgA (immuneglobulin hormone) secretion for 6 hours.
 
Yesterday, I wrote out a new LIFE PURPOSE phrase in my for my current life journey:  LEARNING LOVE & SPREADING LOVE!
 
This morning, after dropping Kaori off at the high school, getting 3000 steps on my rebounder and checking messages, I was drawn to choose a Danica Patrick podcast interviewing Kimberly Snyder. Snyder’s research with Yogananda and Heart Mind Institute is truly a synchronicity find!!
 
Snyder demonstrates a “Heart Appreciation” exercise of a two-minute-breathing - placing my hand over my heart, imagining a person or place generating gratitude and gently breathing. One could even do this at a traffic red light.
 
We can learn to recognize more quickly when we are bumping up to over-thinking, a negative thought or action. We can learn to change the energy from Dark Heart to Clear Heart within 3 to 10 seconds with practice - old age and experience helps :-)

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MAKING AND WORKING AT FRIENDSHIPS

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MAKING AND WORKING AT FRIE... Listening to Si... Listening to Simon Sinek and Trevor Noah talk about the importance of working at “friendship”.
 
 
 
 

This past year, I’ve lost a number of my closest friends. Therefore, what I am wanting most is more “CONNECTING”. 

I like the way Sinek talks about how we all worry about bothering each other so he suggests we make greater efforts to invite people we love to bother us. A couple years ago, I made a new friend at the Burbank Artifice Patisserie enjoying their delicious baked goods. I shared a Sinek podcasts with her. Rifka and I are still in touch. 

Sinek explains that there was a rat experiment with plain water and alcohol water. The rat chose to become alcoholic and soon died. Later another researcher did the water/alcohol experiment with a pen full of rats that went on to reproduce and stayed with the plain water.
 
The suggestion is that we need to work at friendships. I have had a wonderful year with “Connecting” as I have gone all around the state of Washington connecting for stories of “Compassion”.  I also look forward to the in-person OMOIDE writers sessions on the 3rd week of each month.  But once a month and long distance doesn't do the job.
 
Fortunately, I have my daughter and two granddaughters living with me. I am most grateful to have their activities around me. Children are my purpose in life and my activities for passing on our Japanese Heritage Values bring me great joy.  But I also need to have conversations, in-person, daily, weekly; to talk about our path as elders in our community!!

My heart is filled with love from so many connections and I need to share it. Call me and let’s get together for coffee!!!

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LOOKING FOR FEEDBACK

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Just learned about feedback on... Just learned about feedback on this bloguru.
Looking forward to more connection and learning!
I've been blogging for seven years, close to once a week, and never thought about learning how to get feedback as part of my purpose in life with "learning". 
 
Especially since my husband, Sam passed over six years ago, I am on a new path of learning. Because of Covid issues I've listened to many many podcasts on U-Tube. I don't subscribe to any one because I want to randomly choose for more diversity of input. But of course Google offers me kind of biased choices because what kind of programs I choose more often.
 
Before he passed, Sam and I were planning another book, GOTO DIGEST, because our family has been fond of READER'S DIGEST. It would have been fun with Sam's ability to illustrate. Now I'm thinking I will publish a collection of my Goto Health post on bloguru.
 
Our daughter, Kelly Goto, just completed SEATTLE SAMURAI with the 5 years of the weekly cartoon strips Sam did for the North American Post and Sam's life. The book will be available next month, but you can go to a preview:
 
                                                seattlesamurai.com
 
Please comment on my posts as you feel to do so by clicking on the word "comments" below. 

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MIYAMOTO'S MOONSHINE

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Eatonville Lumber Company Eatonville Lumber Company Separate Japanese Worker &... Separate Japanese Worker & family housing
Grandma Miyamoto provided washing service and some meals for workers
Grandpa Miyamoto was probably bringing in items like rice & soy sauce and likely the distributor of pay checks, correspondence to Japan and other negotiations.
Mr. K. Miyamoto was my grandpa from Goin, Hiroshima Ken, in Japan and clearly was a leader of the Eatonville Lumber Company Japanese workers. My Dad, Sago Miyamoto, was born in 1908 and was a nisei. Records indicate the “Jap Camp” where the workers of Japanese heritage lived separately, was created around 1910. Dad and his younger brother George graduated from Eatonville High School. After George graduated, the parents chose to return to Japan and left my Dad penniless in hopes he would follow. Dad wanted to be American.
 
Japanese immigrants who stayed in America were very entrepreneurial and found clever ways to earn extra money. My research indicates the immigrants were from established and not poor families in Japan, as it took over a year’s average salary to pay for passage to America in the early 1900s. They were clever in facing discrimination and clearly used their social skills to get to know the town leaders and sheriff in the small Washington towns wherever the first jobs and businesses were created. 
 
Typical of immigrants, they didn’t talk about their hard times. I knew little about my Dad's history. Accidentally finding the following article on page 422 of Jess McAbee’s book  RAILS TO PARADISE - The History of the Tacoma Eastern Railroad 1890 -1919, was most enlightening!
 
 
 
 
 
 
“The manufacture of illegal spirits was popular in the West even before the Volstead Act (National Prohibition Act) of 1919. Loggers and lumberman particularly liked their whiskey regardless of race, apparently, and the newspaper editor found great humor in the whole affair:
 
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Last Sunday Eatonville was accorded the supreme honor and privilege of entertaining the County Sheriff and a bevy of his ‘acquaintances.” ‘The party was the guests of Mr. K. Miyamoto a Japanese mill-worker in the employ of the Eatonville Lumber Co.  Mr. Miyamoto entertained his friends with some novel sights, notably an amber colored liquid used, as Mr. Miyamoto explained, ‘for experimental purposes.’ As the guests had taken a large amount of this liquid for the purpose of showing it to their Tacoma friends, they were entertained in a little game known as ‘Break the bottle.’ This proved very amusing and entertaining. On account of lack of County transportation the Eatonville City truck was pressed into service to carry the ‘experimental’ liquid to Tacoma. This however proved disastrous because of the peculiar actions of the truck after the cargo was safely stowed aboard. After crisscrossing the road a number of times, it finally sloughed into a ditch and turned over on its side. The escort vouchsafed the information that the truck was loaded."

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SATURDAYS WITH SAM

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SATURDAYS WITH SAM Keep your troubles way behin... Keep your troubles
way behind you.
Stay where happy things
can find you.
SATURDAYS WITH SAM SATURDAYS WITH SAM SATURDAYS WITH SAM
Being 85-yrs-along, I’m finding a new “love path” since Sam passed almost 7 years ago. My life purpose to keep learning and connecting, with more confidence, has expanded. I want to ENTICE each of you that I meet, virtually and in-person, to passionately share your own family legacy stories! 
 
For 41 years, every other month - Sam and I never missed - we put out a newsletter. DO IT NOW & HEAL-THY-SELF was for our nutrition and family counseling business, started in November 1976. We even called it BEHIND THE WISTERIA for a short time to start. That’s the meaning of our name “Goto”. 
 
As the girls left home for college in the 1980s, Sam and I usually started with breakfast at Dennys or IHop and then got to writing on a Saturday afternoon. We ran up and down from my office on the main floor to his desk in our basement, editing and re-editing each other’s work. Most of our time was spent re-re-editing!!
 
Sam usually started by handing me a drawing or a paragraph about some nutritional thought he wanted to highlight from newsletters we had subscribed to and books. His scribbling was terrible, like the handwriting I ascribe to doctors who wrote in charts when I was a nurse. 
 
I had to decipher Sam’s scribbling and add my thoughts as I opened Pagemaker on my computer. Sam refused to even learn to turn on a computer, but one time he opened the mechanism and helped me fix a problem. 

Sam always had a quote or aphorism to add that he had found or made up himself. 
 
Often, it was past midnight as we climbed the stairs to bed. As we lay in bed, feeling content with another accomplishment, Sam read some more for typos in the final four to eight pages of the 8x11 sheets, folded in half. 
Sam fell ill in November 2017. We never made it to issue #246.
 
Today 2024, I see that we are all human and learning for our own individual souls. There are no levels. We are all teachers/students and fulfill our own purpose by connecting and sharing.
 
 
 
P.S. My daughter wants me to add that we used one of the first and only industrial printers and scanners to print, fold and mail out our first newsletters. Also, we learned and researched topics before the internet was a source of information. We practiced talking with in-home meetings and hired our girls to baby-sit. 

We had topics like “live enzymes” and I came up with my signature story of the HEALTHY CELL which turns into HEAL-THY-SELF!  Here are a few of the hundreds of drawings Sam left, that take up one whole shelf in my closet.  

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KIND INTERNAL SELF-TALK

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Listening to An... Listening to Andrew Huberman, Professor of Neuroscience @ Stanford, interview Dr. Martha Beck, discussing
“ACCESS YOUR BEST SELF…”
“The body is very wise and can teach the mind to find what is true!”
One of the issues in our present household is my reluctance to cater to my daughter and granddaughter’s taste buds. Daughter is a great creator of various cuisine and lovely hostess as a result of her interest in food from early childhood. 
 
During the 56 years I cooked for my late husband Sam, he hated elaborate recipes and just wanted strait salt and pepper on his meat fish and vegetables with brown rice. My cooking is therefore simple, quick and fills a need. I grew up being, from early childhood, the family breakfast cook of bacon and eggs with rice.

This morning, I’m feeling harassed as to following this Martha Stewart Recipe type routine. I’m using this incident to learn. The first suggestion by Beck is to accept the “suffering” - pay attention to the suffering and let it stay.”  We all have suffering daily and this is applicable to all levels.
 
The second step is to address my suffering with compassion and kindness. As soon as I let it stay, it will quiet down.
 
The third step is to realize and practice holding the suffering - creating a peace that holds that suffering so lovingly that it is no longer concerning.
 
Fourth Step: Never stop having this process available every day/every minute! Beck has suggestions for a “daily practice” outline that I will write in another blog. 
 
I am learning to feel my real self, inside my human embodied existence and it is exciting. 
 
 

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BIG SHOES TO FILL

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Left photo is d... Left photo is daughter Kelly around 1970. Right photo is Kelly's daughter Kaori, 40 years later around 2011 or 2012. Both look like they are about 2 or 3-yrs-old.
During their Seattle summer visit to Seattle from their home in Montara, CA, we couldn't find Grandpa Sam's shoes. Then as they were packing to return home, Kaori came walking down the stairs wearing the shoes. 
They were under the mattress where they had slept and Kaori had hidden them.
Go to seattlesamurai.com for info about how and what those shoes helped to produce.
 
 
The photo's are included in Kelly Goto’s SEATTLE SAMURAI. The sentiments that we see in "Filling Grandpa's Big Shoes" and wanting to remember are organized in the eight chapters of her book.  They are the sentiments of Bushido (Way of the Samurai) Code:  Courage, Mastery, Honor, Loyalty, Integrity, Respect, Honesty & Compassion.
 
Grandpa Sam was of Japanese Heritage, but clearly lived and created a future in the United States of America where the Western Cultures & Eastern Cultures; Northern Cultures & Southern Cultures of our more than 192,000 year estimated human history has developed.
 
The book features. the more than 240 Cartoon Strips Grandpa created every week from 2012 to a few days before he passed on New Years Eve 2017, which was the one about "The year of the dog" for 2018.
 
I remember the day, I stopped at a scenic rest stop on my way to a business meeting on the Hood Canal, that summer of 2012. That’s when I decided to figure out a way that Grandpa Sam could find fulfillment with his art. I had known about his heroes who were cartoonists Walt Disney, Al Capps, Charles Schultz, Gary Larsen, Hank Ketcham and etc.... I was also aware of the financial difficulties of the North American Post. My gut told me that Grandpa might be willing to do comic strips. Grandpa agreed and of course he didn't want to be paid.
 
Since I was also helping develop revenue for Japanese Cultural and Community Center of Washington, it dawned on me that the once a week comic strips for the North American Post could pay for JCCCW (Japanese Cultural and Community Center of Washington) Ads.  I talked to Tomio Moriguchi and the deal was made.
 
Grandpa wouldn't start submitting his cartoon strips until he had a 6-month head start. The first one was in September 2012 and the last weekly ones were featured in September 2018 when the NAP reorganized to twice monthly. Grandpa was pleased to be contributing $1000 a month, to leaving a legacy. 
 
The vision is that JCCCW with it's premier Japanese Language Program, Kintsugi Japanese Garden and OMOIDE STORIES will be cited with Seattle Tours over 100 years from now and more. 

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CELEBRATING THE LIFE OF ANDY GOTO - BORN IN A RENOVATED CHICKEN COOP

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CELEBRATING THE LIFE OF AN... CELEBRATING THE LIFE OF AN...
Andy joined his three brothers, Fred, Sam & Henry, and likely was smiling as we all celebrated his life in Quincy last Saturday.  Kind of lonesome with only sisters, Kiyo and Irene, left of the six sibblings of the Goto family now alive.
 
As Andy's good friend Harry stated, "You would think he was a saint!" as we listened to all the testimony and accolades during the celebration of his life. For sure, Andy was loved by his wife Beryl; children Mike & Melissa, David & Danielle, Kimi & Ben; grandchildren Mason, Monroe, Damien, Kaia, Khloe, Carson, Cameron and did lead an exemplary life!
 
The story that was missing from the celeberation was how Andy was born and delivered in Bully Creek. Andy's father, Frank, had migrated the family from Renton, WA, to this Eastern Oregon community with five other friend families to start over with life because of the hardships of the depression and discrimination of those of us with Japanese Heritage in 1937. The Owyhee Dam completed in 1932 was providing irrigation for row-crop farming for that arid desert community.
 
Fred was eight, Sam was four and Kiyomi was two, and Mom Masako was pregnant with Andy. Dad Frank had watched the midwife delivery of daughter Kiyomi a couple years earlier in their East Valley Highway home in Renton, Washington.
 
The story is that in Bully Creek, farming community west of Vale, Oregon, the family had moved in to a chicken coop, renovated and added on to by Dad Frank and friends  that 1938 Winter. Tin can lids covered the knot holes. The kitchen didn't even have running water.  One of the daily chores for the children was to take buckets and coffee cans to carry water to their kitchen every day from the farm owner's outdoor pump. 
 
There wasn't enough money for a midwife. So, when the labor pains started for Andy's delivery that April, Dad Frank and his farming partner Tom took out a Japanese magazine that had instructions in Japanese for how to deliver a baby.  The older sibblings were taken to Tom's house up the road. They fired up the wood stove to heat the water and got towels ready. Mom Masako said, "Papa did a good job, and it was pretty easy." 
 
That's how Andy came into this world!  Andy was named after the owner of the farm, Andrew Jensen. 
 
 

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