of cherry blossoms, skeletons and ghosts
From the day I started at The Bulletin as editor in the fall of 1993 it struck me that the ongoing question we seek to answer in these pages is, “what does it mean to be Japanese Canadian?” Even if we choose…
a journal of japanese canadian community, history + culture
a journal of japanese canadian community, history + culture
by John Endo Greenaway
From the day I started at The Bulletin as editor in the fall of 1993 it struck me that the ongoing question we seek to answer in these pages is, “what does it mean to be Japanese Canadian?” Even if we choose…
Memory, reconciliation, acceptance. Three simple words that run through this month’s issue. On the eve of the annual Remembrance Day Ceremony at the Japanese Canadian War Memorial we pay tribute to the young men who, refusing to take no for…
As the year draws to a close we send our condolences out to longtime JCCA President Ron Nishimura. This month Ron, who stepped down from the Board several months back for health reasons, lost first his mother and then his…
Watching the disaster that is Hurricane Sandy unfold on the east coast, one can’t help but be reminded that for all our technological advances we are no match for mother nature when she chooses to flex her muscles; that while…
The October 1993 issue of The Bulletin, my first as editor, featured Jay Hirabayashi and Barbara Bourget of Kokoro Dance on the cover. The issue was designed and layed out by Lotus Miyashita and the managing editor and advertising manager…
September always brings with it a certain wistfulness, as the heat of summer gives way to cooler days and longer nights. It is a time for introspection and preparation—a genetically-ingrained holdover, perhaps, from the days when stores had to be…
I first met Art Miki back in the early eighties when Katari Taiko was regularly invited to perform at Folklorama, Winnipeg’s multicultural festival. At the time, Katari Taiko was Canada’s only taiko group and we were receiving invitations to perform…
Roy Kiyooka was the first Japanese Canadian I knew, other than my mother of course, and her family. As a young child growing up in Toronto, I just knew him as Roy, one of my parents’ friends, the one with…
Roy Kiyooka was the first Japanese Canadian I knew, other than my mother of course, and her family. As a young child growing up in Toronto, I just knew him as Roy, one of my parents’ friends, the one with…
As an impressionable teen living in Vancouver’s east side in the late seventies, I learned about Japanese Canadian history at the feet of people like Rick Shiomi, Linda Uyehara Hoffman, Ken Shikaze and other sansei who were at the forefront…