Prints in the Sand: My Journey with Nanea
Honolulu, HI – 1942By the time Gene drives me back to Waikiki Beach, I have a tiny little crane of my own. It’s not perfect, but I know Dad will like it when I send it to him. Inside, I’ve written a secret message. He’ll have to unscramble it, but when he does, he’ll read this:
I miss you, but I’m doing okay. I hope you are, too. When you miss me, just look up at the man in the moon. I’ll be looking at him, too. I love you.