FRED HONDA, HOTELIER, DIES AT 95

Fred Honda, veteran Hawaii hotelier who was general manager of the Halekulani Hotel, died Sept. 7 at Loveland, Colo. He was 95.

He was a popular fixture in the hospitality community here and known for his generosity and gentle manner.

Honda’s career began with the Sheraton Hotel, and he also was a prominent manager of the Oahu Country Club. He held positions at Amfac Hotels and Resorts and served as general manager of the Kapalua Bay Hotel on Maui.

Fred Honda

While at the Halekulani, he oversaw the hotel’s property renewal projects that included the Vera Wang Suite as well as SpaHalekulani, popular fixtures for the hotel’s upscale visitors. He retired from the Halekulani in 2005 and relocated to Loveland.

Fred met his wife Julia, at the time of the opening of the Sheraton Maui at Kaanapali, when he was the hotel’s controller. Julie worked at the front desk.

They were married on Oct. 8, 1965, on Maui, and they become a significant hotel industry team, relocating to several properties in such cities as Burlingame and San Francisco. The Hondas celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary in 2015.

Julia and Fred Honda

He was quiet, generous and  genial; she was graceful, kind, and a self-styled socialite, and  they supported each other’s careers. He had the Halekulani and other properties earlier; she founded the Kona Coffee Festival and was its beacon for years.

A Celebration of Life event will be held at 11:30 a.m. Sept. 27 in Loveland.

Survivors include daughters Patti Hokulani Honda-Davis  and Lee Ann Doering (from Fred’s earlier marriage); adult son, Kyle Kalani Honda, of Honolulu; and two grandsons, Travis Kanekoa Davis and Garet Kealii Davis.

And that’s Show Biz…

AN EARLY BIRTHDAY DINNER AT ROY’S

Though my birthday is not till Wednesday, Aug. 13,  I celebrated with an early dinner last night (Aug. 10) at Roy’s Hawaii Kai. Wife Vi and our grandnephew John partied with me.

My entrée of choice was Roy Yamaguchi’s misoyaki butterfish but I opted for a white rice musubi. As is the restaurant’s tradition, I donned a party hat and had a yummy ube panna cotta dessert…yep, a purple treat.

And if you must know, I’ll be 84 on Wednesday.  

‘HAMILTON’ COMING TO BIG SCREEN

Remember when “Hamilton,’ the Lin-Manuel Miranda Broadway megahit, was screened on Disney+, providing access to many fans unable to secure tickets to the live show that still is ensconced at the Richard Rodgers Theatre in New York?

Soon, those who still have yet to see the show, will be able to view it in movie theaters for the first time, beginning Sept. 5.

I’d go see it again — on the big screen — because it featuries the original cast in all its glory, and the film boasts numerous closeups and the special effects, like aerials depicting the show’s stellar choreography, elements that are viewing pluses.

For those who have not ever seen the show, this will be the perfect chance to be in the room where it’s been happening for a decade…and see what the raucous  is all about…

Readers Theatre embrace gossip columnists

The Actors Group (TAG) will stage a Readers Theatre production of “Mr. & Mrs. Fitch,” a comedy by Douglas Carter Beane.

Performances of the witty, urbane comedy, will be at 7:30 p.m. Sept. 9, 10, 16 and 17 at TAG’s Brad Powell Theatre at Dole Cannery.

Betty Burdick and Dwight Martin

Betty Burdick will appear as Mrs. Fitch and Dwight Martin will be Mr. Fitch, a pair of gossip columnists, who find that the social circuit no longer provides juicy morsels.  Thus, the pressure’s on for the columnists – desperate for bon mots and hot rumors — need to pull printable chatter out of thin air. Tickets: $20 at https://taghawaii.net ….

Three shows still in the $2 million club

Only three long-running musicals continue to top Broadway’s elite $2 million club.

The Top 10:

1—”Wicked,” $2.344 million

2—”Hamilton,”$2.231 million

3—”The Lion King, $2.201 million

4— “Aladdin,”$1.432 million

5—”Maybe Happy Ending,” $1.401 million

6—”Death Becomes Her,” $1.393 million

7—”Just in Time,” $1.321 million

8—”MJ the Musical,” $1.292 million

9—”The Outsiders,” $1.231 million

10—”Harry Potter and the Cursed Child,” $1.205 million

The complete list,  for the week ending Aug. 3, courtesy the Broadway League:

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MT. APPLE’S LEAH BERNSTEIN DIES AT 72

Leah Bernstein, the eminent president of the Mountain Apple Company, died in the wee hours of July 4 at Queen’s Medical Center. She was 72.

She was born on Dec. 1952, in Brooklyn, N.Y.

Cause of death was cancer, an illness she had been battling for the past four-and-a-half years. Her husband Mark Bernstein, an attorney, said the diagnosis was confirmed by a New York doctor during an earlier  visit to a Big Apple hospital.

On July 4, Mark  summoned an ambulance so Leah could receive ER care. “I couldn’t give her painkillers any more,” he said. They resided in a Makiki Heights home, where an ER crew brought Leah downstairs on a gurney, for hospital treatment.

Leah Berstein, CEO of the Mountain Apple Company, has died at aged 72.

Meantime, Jon DeMello, Mountain Apple Company founder and  a life-long work colleague and friend of the Bernsteins, was on  vigil duty at Queen’s, settling in a hospital-provided cot nearby Leah. He was playing “Hawaii, in the Middle of the Sea,” a Brothers Cazimero album,  on his iPhone  “and I knew she was hearing it,” said Jon. He said Leah had texted Mark to bring her home pillows and other comforting items to the hospital.

“It was 3:20 a.m. on the Fourth of July morning when she made the transition, and that was the time when I called Mark at home. It took him just a few minutes to get down to the hospital… so Leah and I were alone when she died.”

Leah and Mark shared  a close, tight relationship. “In our 55 years together, there have been only 100 days that we’ve been apart,” said Mark.

Only their families and their closest friends were aware that Leah and Mark  were childhood sweethearts who married young and were inseparable. Together, they were the epitome of a power couple in the Hawaii they loved.

“Leah was the finest human being I have known,” said Mark, who first saw her walking the sidewalks of Hollywood in January 1969. “She was eating an orange, and I asked my friend, “Who is that?” he said.

Leah, attending Hollywood High School, ultimately met her future life partner, when she was 16 and he was 17. They became a couple when they moved in together when she was 17 and he was 18.

 “Given how horrible it could have been in the end, I’m more than grateful to have had four years to grieve,” said Mark of the quality time they’ve shared amid the cloud of the cancer that surely interrupted their life but made their love for each other stronger.

They were ardent travelers, even taking trips to Japan and Canada when Leah could, after she was diagnosed with cancer. “We also had planned a trip to San Francisco,” Mark revealed, because she had good and bad days like other cancer patients, with a lifestyle including chemotherapy treatments.

 Leah joined the Mountain Apple team in 1980.  “It was a relationship made in heaven,” said Jon. “Music was in my fiber, and she saw it, and knew it. We merged, a short mold (him) and a tall mold (her).”

“She had an absolute way with numbers; she had world-wide awareness of Hawaiian music, and was a perfect fit for Mountain Apple,” Jon continued. He ultimately named her president and Mark eventually became — and remains — the company’s lawyer.

 Mountain Apple initially was a record company but diversified over the decades, taking on publishing music, distributing CDs, managing acts, and producing iconic concerts like May Day at the Waikiki Shell and Christmas productions at Bishop Museum and the Blaisdell Arena.

With Leah’s oversight, Mountain Apple’s music publishing boasted the most extensive library of Hawaiian and Polynesian music, and company’s catalogue included The Brothers Cazimero, Bruddah Israel Kamakawiwo‘ole and Robert Cazimero as a soloist since the death of brother Roland Cazimero. Numerous other acts — Willie K, Amy Hanaiali‘i Gilliom, Emma Veary, Raiatea Helm, Nina Keali‘iwahamana, Jack DeMello, Keola and Kapono Beamer and Jimmy Borges, among others– benefitted from her vision and her marketing skills in sync with Jon’s overall leadership.

Mark arrived in Honolulu in June 1969, and proclaims he’s an “island boy, from the island of Manhattan.”  Leah worked at Kendun Recorders, a Burbank-based recording and mastering studio, where she learned her chops before settling in Hawaii in May 1972.

She held a variety of music-related jobs –Tower Records, and Territorial Tavern — which were portals to the local music industry. In May of 1980, Jon hired her to join the Mountain Apple team.

She’s pragmatic, said Jon.  She told me, ‘You gotta watch out for Mark,’” Jon said, of the frailty in his life after her death.

“There’s a lot of me in her, and a lot of her in me,” said Mark  about their bonding. “Leah was the kind of person who never talked of her illness,” he continued.  “She would be upset about how people might react to her situation. She didn’t want to make her friends feel bad.”

Robert Cazimero, the kumu hula and entertainer, commented, “One time in the early ‘80s I had gone to the Mountain Apple Company office with a young student of mine. I introduced him to Leah Bernstein. He took one look at her and said to me, ‘She looks like heaven.’ That nickname was hers for many of us, her whole life. I will miss my friend; I miss my friend dearly.”

Services will be private, per Leah’s request. “I’ll do what she wanted,” Mark said.’

QUEEN’S FOR A DAY: IT WENT WELL

Well, it went well.

Talking about my Same Day Surgery yesterday (July 17) at Queen’s Medical Center.

The visit was to replace an outdated Abbott neuromodulation device and replace it with a new, compatible  Boston Scientific version. It’s part of the therapy to control chronic lower back pain and soreness in my sciatic right leg.

Me wearing the hairnet

Some things haven’t changed,  when I last underwent this procedure:

  • I’m still a risk for falling. Soon as I checked in, I received the customary wrist band, which  boasts your name and birthdate. But because of my mobility issues and could fall,  I must wear a yellow band with a “Fall Risk” declaration. For safety’s sake.
  • Those silly hairnets still are issued. Necessary, I suppose, but no one looks great with this bonnet.

However, some things have changed:

  • Socks for the fall prospects are bright yellow like corn on the cobb. Yep, had to put them on, but they were comfy!
  • Those horrid open-back gowns are still donned openly but now there’s a bunch of snaps at both shoulders, to enable easier access for aides to paste body switches on your chest. Or check your heartbeat.
No denying, the Fall Risk wrist band is for safety’s sake.

There’s quite a village to get patients “fixed,” so it’s not a surprise to get a pre-op visit by your doctor (mine is Dr. Jeffrey Loh), plus a retinue of staff/nurses, like nurses, anesthesiologists, and others who buzz in to take blood pressure, temperature checks, and more.

I also had a pre-op visit, as well as a post-op visit, from Michael Chrysler, the Hawaii rep of Boston Scientific, who donned what looked like scrubs – but he wore a very special red head net. He regularly visits the hospital when a client/patient has a device implanted. I’ll have learned how to properly utilize the new acquisition. And medical insurance should cover the cost of $20,000.

So: I have a new device installed, and that means a wound on the mend. Dr. Loh had to oversee the removal of the old one and the installation of the new one. This involves a magnet that transmits signals to wires attached to the spine.

I’m on antibiotics for a week – pills must be taken once every six hours – and I have a follow-up office visit with Dr. Loh next Friday, where Chrysler will meet me and run through the how’s of operating a controller that will help me navigate the Boston model.

The downside of the surgery? I cannot shower for a week, nor can I wet and/or remove the bandage protecting the zone where the magnet was installed – on the left cheek of my butt. I had a request to Dr. Loh to be sure the magnet was attached deep enough to avoid the fate of the Abbott magnet, which was inserted with a bit of a tilt, which was awkward and a bit painful when I moved around when asleep.

Of course, my wife Vi continues to be an angel in these medical quests. She was bedside before and  after the procedure. Thanks, hon; that’s dedication.

A postscript: I didn’t miss it earlier but thought about it now.  For some reason, I wasn’t moved to a recovery room like in past procedures. I recall recovering patients were asked and served juice and a cracker when asked “are you thirsty” or “are you hungry?”   Must be an inflationary issue to cut back. —