Category Archives: Kinfolk + Pals

articles, tributes, bits of poetry, obituaries and birthdays alike – put here when relating to my brothers, parents and other kin

Ichiro Cards: featuring: Recharging (from fever), Tatami (inspecting) and just looking cool in tank-top)

3.5 pack of Ichiro Cards

Memo: little dude had a fever, up to 39.5°, recently but monitored with Dr. visits & now back in action (& school tmrw)… always a little unnerving *in these times* but he remained bright eyed, full of curiosity & energy (though not as interested in food due to related sore throat).

PS he was sure happy to see Momma come home from her arborist test (me too!) #io

 

3 of us, together at first

The 3 of us, together at first

Flashing back to a year tomorrow morning Japan standard time…

You see the first days were complicated as I was allowed in to the birthing clinic for 30 minutes per day — which included all the Japanese social routines of greetings, bowings, as part of logistical side of temperature taking and signing-in while the lovely staff at Sun Clinic efficiently and politely whisked in and out of the tatami room tending to various things.

But amidst it all, we managed to ask a nurse for snap shot > the first of the three of us together and it is a treasure, forever.

He’s our special lil guy.

Ichiro 1st Birthday Celebration

Papa! Ichiro! Mama!

Don’t worry Mama, i got him!

Celebrated Ichiro Stanley Thorvald Olson’s first 365 with a crawl around, toss in the air, playtime in his new house with his miraculous Mama plus genki, loving Grandma & Grandpa.

Huge thanks to Morioka san & Ishii san & the parade of crafters for having the fresh slippery maple floors, working sinks, stove in & lights on for his new home.

We did a whole thing where he crawls around with some mochi in a pack (i don’t totally understand but it’s all good) and chooses from some items laid out in front of him as a sort of future-telling experiment, then came some grilled tai red snapper (another tradition) and a cake which we let him make a mess out of (we are usually rather insistent that food isn’t for playing but to be eaten but blah blah blah).

Thank you for all your kind words and support of our little family over this last year.

Ichi says “guuuuuu!”

The future is all your & the present is ours.

Love your Papa

PS Occurs to me I’ve had approximately 342+/- bathtimes with him, it’s our time together to scrub, lounge, relax and talk and sometimes even sing. {Sometimes when I’m in “deep crash mode” I don’t get the pleasure but on my list of energy priorities, it’s my number one thing (followed by laundry & taking mah vitamins :-)).}

Ichiro’s Birthday (good morning papa! + out with mama)

Good morning Papa from birthday boy Ichiro Stanley Thorvald Olson (as seen wearing his hemp leaf pattern bib and handmade by uncle Dan tie-dye).

Thanks to the sweet folks that sent cards and presents >> very surprised, amused and gratefulness.

#IchiIsIchi

Two more cause i can’t/don’t/won’t stop

Then he went with Mama to Sun Clinic where he was born for some injections and playtime

4 generations of Fujii family women & Ichiro

A couple months back, we visited an elder’s home where great grandmother Fujii (mother’s pre-married family name) is sequestered behind glass while meeting two of her great-grandchildren: Ichiro & his 2nd cousin up from Nagasaki.

4 generations of Fujii family of many ladies + one lil dude

In the middle behind glass is great-grandma Fujii. At the far left and far right are her two daughters

We look forward to a visit when great grandmother can safely hug and hold her new descendent.

So glad our little guy can grow up in a family of strong, smart, independent-minded, polymath women.

Note: other baby in photo was born several months after Ichiro and different body type & at this time, same weight.

Artifact: Musical retrospective from desert rambler RJ Garn

Handcrafted USB guitar musical retrospective collection from desert rambler RJ Garn

Proud recipient of the last in a collectible series of bespoke wooden box with carved guitar usb drive with retrospective of desert rambler & guitar slinger & storyteller RJ Garn’s music. I feel am holding a very important piece of #personalarcheology, – very proudly & gratefully.

Reminder: your creative endeavours are important. We are the stories & artfacts we share. Fck Stats, Make Art.

Thanks RJ, say hey to the petroglyphs from Uncle Weed.

PS makes a great set with Larry Harper, ZZyzx Rd cassette, 1990

Diary: Ichiro back in action, stroll on

Ichiro back in action, stroll on

Ichiro back in the saddle after bringing a rough cold home from nursery school which he passed to his delicate papa who kisses him *all the time* & trooper mama who is usually invincible.

Granny & Gramps stepped up big time in support #grateful Did hospital safety checks (including Cvd19) all-around before heading back today.

Picked him up amongst the cutest site of all the kids cuddled in futon with name badges.

Released my charge from pleasant custody, “youroshiku” to the teachers, got his daily report book & bundle of items… strapped in & wheeled home laughing & swerving.

Cuter every day. He is so loved by his bubble pod family. He’s our special lil guy.

PS hit 11 months last week…

Ichiro and Papa sending <3 to Mama on the walk home from nursery school

Memento: Dad’s #Expo86 passport

After my dad Lorne H Olson passed and we sorted through his papers, I took custody of a few various pieces of paper ephemera to document and curate as is my custom.

I’ve share a few bits and pieces from his life and next up (since today in anniversary of opening) is his passport for Expo 86, the worlds fair that was a *big deal* in Vancouver.

As it goes, I have kind of mixed feelings and memories about this as my parents had recently separated, I ended up in Utah with Mom but got a Volkswagen bus and returned for a summer of hijinks with my pals.

I recall two of my younger brothers had season passes and more visits for sure (perhaps they’ll chime in), and also recall that with my older brother, we had been at inaugural concerts the fancy new domed BC Place (Bowie, Gabriel, Tubes + Guess Who at a BC Lions game) – I had adventures skateboarding around the new stadium, rode the Skytrain (ALRT) from New West (before Surrey extension, rambled around geodesic dome Science world… {From when I was about 12-3 in Whalley, I started skipping school and heading downtown to spend my paper route money on records at Odyssey Imports, Collector’s RPM and other record shops on Seymour and Granvilles St. what not… But I digress…}

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Happy Birthday Ryoko XO

My dear angels / happy birthday April 28 to Ryoko from hubbo DaveO and our Ichiro-kun

Happy Birthday Ryoko, a remarkable:
Arborist
Gardener
Singer
Momma
Tea ceremony practitioner
Small business owner/ entrepreneur
Painter / illustrator
Landscape designer
Coffee & café enthusiast
Kei-truck driver
Puppet maker
Piano (etc) player
More more more

She’s *always* ready for an outing, a laugh, a song, a soak, a snack, a walk – *always* stops to smell the flowers, document the trees and inspect the leaves.

And always ready to help out someone who’s having a tough time and needs a little support, a gift, visit, card, or compliment.

Switches between classic kimono, jazz café cocktail dress, rugged work wear, and cute pajamas like no big deal. Swooooon.

Always calm, strong & thoughtful >> And *somehow* despite always seeming to be running behind, always perfect timing.

And (importantly)… the sweetest, most supportive & patient, most full-of-sunshine wife a boy could ever hope for.

Smitten, endlessly.

Let’s enjoy the usual days!!

Love your lucky hubbo Daveo & our Ichiro-kun

Fancy black shoes on a muddy dirt path from the nursery school – love everything about this snap

Bonus: We made pasta, had a cake, farmer Mac came to visit

Japan Gothic ~ Happy Birthday Trevor 50

Just keeping old pal Trevor Erikson’s 50th birthday festivities going with a little “Japan Gothic” garden vibes card from pals at Tsuchida Cottage, Okayama (Setouchi), Japan to Sparrow Cottage, Pender Island, Salish Sea, Cascadia. 

Ichiro Cards: Catching up 4 pack (naptime, forest, Tintin and hanami)

Let’s catch up with a 4 pack of Ichiro cards for collectors, fans & general enthusiasts. Yup, i’m the papa who loooooves his boy (though i’ve lost track of the card numbers… was bound to happen).

Anyhow, including:


* Naptime at Wakaba (nursery school)

* Forest Dwellers (with mama Ryoko)


* Mini TinTin (adventures await


* Hanabi Sakura fun (with casual stroller pose)

Diary: Ichiro starts Wakaba Nursery school

+ First 2 weeks of Nursery School (almost) finished +

Our lil Ichiro Stanley was accepted and enrolled in a great nursery/preschool in our area called Wakaba (new leaf).

The principal (who coincidentally studied at Langara college in Vancouver) spearheaded the creation of this new school (next to an older similar institution) – a beautiful facility, purpose-built for a calm, healthy learning atmosphere for kids from 0 to 4 years old.

It has everything: healthy lunches, playground with unicycles, solar panels, cute hats & everything is kid height – And yes the kids clean up the place.

We loaded up a bunch of gear for him the first day including his own futon + various changes of clothes all with his name written (mix of Katakana & Hiragana If you’re keeping score) & and a binder of information updated daily.

Started with an hour per day, then up to an hour and a half, then three hours and before you know it will be a “full day“.  The school is a pleasant 15 minute walk from our house – which also passes by the elementary school he’ll here eventually attend.

Great seeing all the little students in their uniforms proudly marching to school with their fresh backpacks. And it’s also a great chance for me to show my face around the community more.

Recently obtained a bicycle with a baby seat for my new friend (thanks Daniel) and as my strength and confidence develops from the “illness” will try that out but in the meanwhile, me, the wife and our wonderful parents take turns. with the drop-offs and pick-ups.

Not surprisingly being part of “generation quarantine”, like his classmates, he hasn’t had much of a chance to socialize with other kids before this so it’s a bit of a transition with some tears :(.  He’s such a jolly happy boy at home and I’m sure soon his same personality will flourish at the new school.

The teachers are incredibly empathetic, thoughtful and professional and I feel very fortunate that we were able to get into this school.

Note: Despite Japan’s declining birth rate and encouragement for “more kids“ there’s still a lack of nursery schools and it was important for us (due to my wife’s working and my disability) to be accepted into a facility close to home.

PS I’m using the word “nursery school” or “pre-school” (for hoikuen 保育園) as it’s much more organized, structured and dareisay studious than a “daycare”.

Eventually I will start going in to help out (hang out really) with some English conversation for the four-year-old kids and yes, I’ll definitely be Santa Claus come Christmas time.

Oh & there is usually a “first day ceremony” where the parents dress up in their best clothes and there’s, I don’t know, talks and bowing & stuff but, not surprisingly, it was canceled because of *current public health concerns* ~ As such we didn’t take the customary ceremonial photo but did snap a picture of him and mom in front of some flowers on the first day and then he & i paused on the walk home the other day on the dirt path amidst fields & canals in his stroller (you can catch the school building in the background).

As always, more to share but it’s been a big schedule transition for not just him, for your humble correspondent as well (In other words, i am constantly exhausted and wiped out but hey that’s nothing new right).

Came here to say, “I’m proud of him and grateful for this opportunity” hooray Wakaba & Ichiro.