This is my memoir of the many people I have met and places I have been. The people are ordinary, hardworking, devoted-to-duty military men and women and people from all walks of life from the many countries I have visited.
I gave this 4 out of five stars purely on enjoyment. Readers should be warned that this is an amateur effort without benefit of professional editing. It’s more of a diary than even a memoir. While part of the memories come from the Mosquito Junction location, most of the book simply chronicles the author’s extensive world travels. Saito is an American of Asian decent, who married a woman of latino decent, who’s mother was Russian. This unique mesh of cultures gives him a special perspective on people living in various countries. The unedited prose feels almost like listening to somebody simply talking, reminiscing about times past. But that style also leads to him jumping from once scene to another without setup or warning. That can make it hard to follow at times. These are the views and memories the world is losing as people from Mr. Saito’s generation pass on. His stated goal was to record those memories, and in that he was successful. He has given future generations a glimpse at a world that was.
Mosquito junction is the nickname of a navy base in Hawaii. The writer of this memoir was stationed there for a considerable amount of time. Chronicling his career, escapades and even moments of failure, this is a fascinating moment in time to read about. My grandfather was in the army at the same time, the 1950's but he never talked about this time. I am thankful for the author so that I could see how life was then. Entertaining and well written this book was a pleasure to read.