Cacao Bean . . And The Unrelenting March Into Obscurity
I was walking home from my fourth grade class at Waianae Elementary School, along Farrington Hwy, kicking some gravel to keep me interested with my best friend, Paul Christensen. He was a likeable guy, not like me. I was still in my ‘wise guy’ stage before I emerged, full bloom, into confused adolescence. I reached … Read moreCacao Bean . . And The Unrelenting March Into Obscurity