LUVstock: Why You Need to go! The History. The Mission.

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LUVstock!

Part One: The LUVhistory

Part Two: The Mission

Why you need to go to LUVstock!

*No Commercial Sponsorship.
*Grassroots Beginnings which we continue
*Support your local Musicians & Artists
*Be in Nature
*Get and give a weekend of Music, Peace & Love

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Part One: The LUVhistory

History of LUV

    LUVstock has been around for a while.  It started out as a musician’s birthday party (we’ll call him “P”) in an empty residential neighborhood way back in 2000. As the years roared on, the party got bigger and the impromptu, improvisational jams turned into actual shows with bands asking or being asked if they wanted to play at the party.
    Two bands turned to five, then five bands to nine.  The initial birthday party had thirty or so guests that turned into a gathering with fifty or sixty guests that eventually became a mini fest with over 100 guests attending… and it kept growing!

P’s Birthday Party turned into P-Stock (as a bit of a joke when the party was written about in a local magazine) and once it became a thing (in 2006) it became a two day mini-fest and was renamed LUVstock. 

Vendors replaced potluck. A LUVcrew and voLUVteers were needed to take care of logistics and bits. 

LUVstock subsequently had to move out of the neighborhood into a bigger venue (2009) and grew from 10 bands to about fifty bands (with a few DJs) on three stages over two days.

LUVstock was held in an old unused amusement park. It was special. Old rides from yesteryear with peeling paint, old machinery, overgrown shrubbery, screams of delight from children still echoing in the wind – all added to the charm of the venue.

At the LUVmeetings it was often brought up if there should be a cover charge.  P always said no.  He paid out of pocket. Donations were then suggested and P thought that might be a good idea as costs – for what was becoming a big festival – were increasing. Rent for the venue, three stages, sound & sound crew, vending tents, T-shirts, crew, staff, bar stock…. and everything else.

Guest Attendance for LUVstock doubled at this new venue and by the time 2012 rolled around LUVstock saw roughly a couple thousand people over two days.  It had grown into a huge production and was done with no budget and supported only through donations.

LUVstock became a social experiment.  Could The People all pull together and pay for a big festival?  It came close, but was always short.

In 2013 it was projected to grow even more. A couple days prior however, it was reported that a Huge Typhoon was going to hit the Island.  Taichung, where LUVstock was held, almost never got hit hard, so LUV wasn’t called off.

The winds and rain started the Friday night before and people began arriving.

Most of the vendors pulled out, stage/sound crew had to pull out, a few out-of-town bands pulled out. Was the LUV called off? Perhaps it should have been, but they decided to go for it! The Festival was moved inside The Refuge (which could hold about 300 people) and while the Music was ROCKING inside, the Typhoon was ROCKING outside!  LUVstockers braved The Winds and Rain from Mother Nature who happened to not be in a nurturing mood that weekend.

LUV2013 was a magical one… it also happened to be the last one at that old amusement park as the land was sold a couple of months later.

The organizers then looked for a new location. Everyone searched high and low, far and wide. The organizers even thought to bring LUV to another city. Venues were either too expensive, too far away, too many neighbors (thus sound complaints) or not compatible with the LUV vibe.

Summer 2014 saw no suitable venue.  So LUVstock – after five years of being held on a vast piece of land – was brought back to its original location in the now not-so-empty residential neighborhood.  It was called MiniLUV and had a few bands, a vendor, and some very awesome attendees.  Another MiniLUV was held in 2015.  The LUV was kept alive. The organizers refusing to let that flame blow out.

Then in March of 2016, P was asked to help organize another unrelated event – a going away party for a friend. The venue they found happened to be a farm in the jungle of a mountain. A venue that P had been to a few times before – many years ago – for a few trance parties.

The party happened. It was awesome. P and the landlords (a couple of farmers) drank tea together and bonded. They asked if P wanted to do another event there one day (they didn’t want any trance parties, but they loved the Live Music!). The LUVseed began to grow.

The LUVstock Music Festival now has a new venue, a new time of year (changing from a summer event to an autumn one) and reasonably priced tickets.

November, 2016 had hundreds of people come from all over the island to get a little bit of LUV.

To all the LUVstockers past and present who have waited patiently for us to put on our magical Festival again….  THANK YOU!

….LUVstock is back!

(If you want to be involved with LUVstock please drop us an Email: LUVstock @ live . com (no spaces)  and share your ideas!  If you are a Band, DJ, Vendor, Sponsor, want to voLUVteer or have any questions… drop us a line!)

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Part Two: The Mission

LUVstock means so many things to so many people over the last decade.  In this day and age, the world needs a little bit more love… if people are shown love they will spread love. It’s contagious.  For years LUVstock was a donations only event.  In 2016, the organizers decided to sell tickets to pay for everything needed.  The LUVorganizers kept the tickets as cheap as possible for a trial One Day Event.  The Event went off without a hitch, got all the bills paid and invoked good feelings all around.

The LUVstock mission will to be to continue that Groovy LUV Vibe. Eventually getting more international bands to come play (we had Van Coke Kartel from South Afrika in 2011!

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The Organizers and Patrons of LUVstock hope to perpetuate Peace, Love, Tolerance, and Understanding through Art, Music and Camaraderie.

Join us!

SCROLL DOWN FOR VITAL INFORMATION… BUT WHILE YOU’RE SCROLLING, CHECK OUT SOME OF THESE LUVpix!

 

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VITAL INFORMATION!

2018 Facebook EVENT PAGE:  https://www.facebook.com/events/1948647502039332/

FB LUVstock Page: https://www.facebook.com/LUVstockFamily/

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Art, Music, Taiwan & The Refuge Community for GuanXi Magazine

“Music is the universal language of mankind.”  – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

                       Art, Music, Taiwan & The Refuge Community

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(This article was originally written for Guanxi Magazine Spring Issue/2016)

It was the year 2000 and spring was swaddling Taiwan as we moved into our new house on a dead-end street. Little did we know how that move – over the next sixteen years – would affect people’s lives – and moreover how much our own lives would change in that time.

We had worked out a pretty good deal on rent as it had only been a few months after the big devastating earthquake in the autumn of 1999. The house was a bit farther away from the city, and had a good sized yard. Perfect.

Friends began visiting from the city. They would lay in the grass, look up at a sunny sky while birds were chirping and exclaim… what a refuge!

Hearing this so many times and from so many different people we all started referring to our home as The Refuge. People brought their art, art supplies, instruments, food and ideas on the weekends. Together we would make art, music and share food and ideas. 

A Community was being built without us realizing it at first and it grew exponentially. There was no other place like it that we knew of in Taichung and at the time, no one was doing what we were doing. It was revolutionary.

Because of my love for music and art – and the whole birds of a feather concept – Our ‘refuge’ attracted artists, musicians, thinkers and supporters from all walks. Many Taiwanese frequented our place of course but there were also people coming from all around our beautiful island paradise – and the world. Then we started doing small events… some that grew into big events.

The Refuge has gone through many changes since the early 2000s and will keep changing with the times and the environment.  But one things is certain: The Refuge is all about the Art and Music Community.

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In the spring of 2011, the mayor of Taichung shutdown all the bars and music venues after a popular bar (that featured live music) burned down in Taichung, The Refuge Community defiantly stayed open. We felt it was worth the constant risk of being raided and fined just to keep the music scene alive. We had just relocated The Refuge to an old amusement park and because of the fire and subsequent shutdown of venues, we were the only venue (opened past 10PM) in Taichung where bands could play… and play they did!

Unfortunately, the land where that Refuge was for three years has since been sold to a big corporation and we have moved back to our original location. But we still have events and we still support aspiring musicians and artists.  We still have an eye out for another awesome venue, but to date, we haven’t found anything as special as when we were at that old amusement park. We’ll keep looking though!

Speaking of aspiring musicians and artists… after spending some time going to The Refuge events, and meeting the movers & shakers and supporters of The Refuge Community, many have discovered the artist within themselves. Surrounded by experienced and talented artisans from around the world, aspiring artists and musicians get the encouragement they need to go for it. The Refuge has seen thousands come through its doors.  And what a high it is to see people discover their talent or develop skills they never knew they had. What a high it is to see someone with skills and finally getting the opportunity to see those skills manifest. The Refuge Community gives people that necessary encouragement to grow. And that is beautiful.

And it’s that high and that beauty that keeps us doing what we do.

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The Refuge acts as a nerve center for charitable and cultural activities and puts on a variety of large and small events. Some of these events include: LUVstock (Music/Art Festival), Basic Aid (Fundraising/Charitable Organization), Hobo Happiness (Folk Fest featuring Scott Cook and other Local Musicians), Luna-C (Full Moon Events with Bands & DJs) as well as helping and promoting others and their events around the Island. LUVstock for example grew from a house party with one stage, a few bands and fifty or sixty guests –  to moving to a bigger location with three stages, fifty bands, twelve DJs, vendors, camping and over 2000 guests getting their groove on for the weekend… and without ever selling out to The Man.

There is so much more The Refuge does or is part of, but this article has a word limit, so be sure to find us by looking at the links at the end of this piece.


The Refuge has an eclectic collection of art, music, doodads, trinkets, musical instruments. The Refuge boasts over a terabyte of music from around the world and over two terabytes of local music and shows that we have recorded over the years. And we have a pretty damn good sound system to listen to it all on, too! The Refuge is a friendly inviting place that is always – as many of you know – morphing into something different, new and interesting. People come from all over the Island with their ideas, and artistic know-how.

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This is what keeps The Refuge relevant, growing and fun.

Come be part of a Refuge Jam, a drum circle… come to an event (we usually have events at least once a month – look below for links!).  The Refuge is still one of very few places in Taichung that continues to have Live Music in a very chill environment.

Look at the links below to see how you can be part of The Refuge Community and be up to date for Refuge Happenings!

Come be part of what we do.

 
The Refuge is an icon in Taichung as it continues to provide Creative Outlets for Artists, Musicians, Bohemians & Truth Seekers. Come explore, create & make new connections with others.

                                           A Strong Community Makes a World of Change.

If you would like to get in touch and find out more about Boston Paul & The Refuge Community, check out the links below:

*https://www.facebook.com/BostonPaul
*https://twitter.com/MilitantHippi
*https://www.facebook.com/groups/TheRefugeCommunity
*https://www.facebook.com/TheRefugeCommunity
*https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com

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You Might also like to read some other short stories by Boston Paul AKA The Militant Hippi:

  1. About a Great Grandfather and his Great Grandson:My Great Grandfather: When Cultures Clash. Ass kicking, long hair and Hard Knocks

2.  This is my weapon and this is my Gun, based on real life events, a young man finds himself in Central America:

https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2016/01/12/this-is-my-weapon-and-this-is-my-gun/

3. Hate waiting in line?  This is for you:

https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2011/02/11/the-express-lane-10-items-or-less/

4. The Would Be Patriot:

https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2010/10/05/a-good-young-man-or-lockes-socks-the-would-be-patriot/

5. A bit of Horror and suspense… never blow this guy’s candle out!

https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2010/07/24/short-story-the-flame-that-softly-danced/

6. Getting Stoned at The Fair

https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2010/01/17/short-story-stoned-at-the-fair/

 

BREAKING! Vietnam Veteran’s dying wish: To find his Son & Lost Love in Taiwan即時新聞! 越戰退伍老兵臨終前的願望:找到在台灣的昔日戀人,還有他從未謀面的兒子

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(Center) Harvey Woods,  (Right) Ming Ying Chi AKA Kiko, (Left) Ming’s Younger Sister

1. Introduction
2. The Story
3. The Facts & Clues
4. Chinese Translation (中文)
https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2016/03/27/breaking-vietnam-veterans-dying-wish-to-find-his-son-lost-love-in-taiwan%E5%8D%B3%E6%99%82%E6%96%B0%E8%81%9E-%E8%B6%8A%E6%88%B0%E9%80%80%E4%BC%8D%E8%80%81%E5%85%B5%E8%87%A8%E7%B5%82-2/

5. Update Record

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1. Introduction

I got a private message on social media asking for help. A woman named Leah from North Carolina (USA) asked if I could help find her brother whom she had never met. Leah’s father, now in his golden years, has been searching for them both since 1968 to no avail.

But now we have the power of the internet!

Boston Paul and Shaun Bettinson are in constant contact with the family and are updating everyday.

即時新聞! 越戰退伍老兵臨終前的願望:找到在台灣的昔日戀人,還有他從未謀面的兒子

This is an ongoing story and will be updated as more information is given.

請幫忙廣發此帖,但願能早日找到她母子倆,謝謝 !

 (This story has been updated 5x)

2. The Story
(Chinese coming soon/中文翻譯中)

Harvey Woods left Atlanta, Georgia with the Air force in 1966 and arrived in Taiwan as an Airmen 2nd Class attached to Detachment 3 / 2165 Communications Squadron. He was stationed at Qinquan Air Force Base (清泉崗空軍基地, CCK) during the Vietnam War. Many Americans in the military were stationed in Taiwan while the US was fighting the North Vietnamese.

During his tenure with the Airforce in Taichung, Harvey had met a local girl named Ming Ying-chi (It could be Ming Ying-chi or Chi Ming-ying as it is customary for Chinese to write their surname first but are known put it last when dealing with Westerners). Harvey had nicknamed Ms. Ming Kiko and she affectionately referred to him as Mr. Woods. They lived in the same apartment building and they soon developed a relationship.  Kiko lived with her younger sister (shown in the picture) and a daughter who would have been about 6 or 7 years old then (making her mid-50s now). Harvey and Kiko fell in love during his stay in Taiwan and when the Airforce reassigned Harvey in 1967, he tried to take Kiko back to the United States with him – but a war, two reluctant governments and red tape prevented that from happening.  

Kiko traveled with Harvey to Taipei to catch his flight out of Taiwan. He had just learned that she was pregnant with his child – making it that much more painful to leave. He vowed that once he was Stateside, he would do what he could to get them to the USA and would support them in the meantime.

As he was about to board that military plane and leave his love and unborn son, Harvey and Kiko kissed, hugged and then Kiko’s Mr. Woods reluctantly boarded the plane. As the plane taxied on the runway, Harvey kept his eyes fixed on Kiko waving to him. And as the plane took off, Harvey could see her still waving. It was a very long, heartbreaking ride back to the other side of the world.

Whilst stateside – and one should not forget that correspondence by hand-written or typed letters (AKA snail-mail) and telephone were the only ways of communicating long distance back then – Harvey received his first letter from Kiko. He responded immediately. Kiko wrote again some time later telling him she had given birth to a baby boy. He wrote her back ever-hopeful that they would be reunited. He was ecstatic… a baby boy!

As fate would have it – that was the last known letter he’d ever receive from Kiko.  Adding insult to injury,  Harvey’s mother – perhaps a bit overprotective and wanting her son to get on with his life after the war – destroyed both letters (and presumably any other letters he did not know about) with Kiko’s return address on it thus all the clues that would have had helped him find them.  Harvey’s mother would also not tell him the name of his son… all vital information went up in smoke and with Harvey’s mother to her grave. Everything he had from Kiko was destroyed except that one black and white picture as something told him to put the picture in a safe place.

Saddened by losing his love and not able to meet his son, Harvey was determined to move on with his life and married an American girl almost a decade later. But he never stopped longing to meet his son and show him that he loves him. He never lost hope that they would meet one day. Over the years, he had put out several ads in various newspapers in Taichung, but his many attempts proved futile.

After many years of keeping this story hidden from his family, Harvey Woods – in desperation – told his now grown up daughter Leah and her siblings the whole story of their brother in Taiwan. He implored them to please help find his son before he dies.

Harvey understands that Kiko also had to move on with her life and could be afraid of coming forward if she hears this story. Harvey understands she may be married or unwilling to see him… as 1970s low-tech communications, over-protective mothers, governmental red-tape, vast oceans, unforeseen problems, language barriers, and other obstacles had come between them.  

It’s been almost fifty years and Harvey’s life has been a roller coaster ride since the Vietnam War. Like many Vietnam vets, he’s had bouts with alcohol helping drown his sorrows, drown the guilt, drown the longing. He’s overcome all that now and is determined to keep looking for his son.. and at his age, this may be his last chance.

When asked what he will do if we find his son and his once-upon-a-time love, he answered, “I want to apologize to Kiko from the bottom of my heart and to make it known to her that I never forgot about our son…. and that I have never forgotten about her.” 

Understandably, if Kiko is reluctant or unable to come forward, we ask that if anyone knows Kiko and/or her son, please let them know that Harvey Woods is looking for them and wishes them well. At the very least, he desires to know if his son is OK.

As Harvey lives the final chapters of his life, he desires closure… so that he may truly rest in Peace.

Please SHARE and SPREAD THE WORD, any information is welcome!

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3. The Facts & Clues

 ATTENTION Fellow Detectives and Sleuths in the Community!

Here is what we have for you so far:

The Mother:

Name: Ming Ying Chi 紀 明 櫻/possibly Chi Ming-Ying
Nickname: Kiko

*Taiwanese Chinese
*Age: 70-71 years old
*Spoke enough English to communicate
*Presumably, if she is still alive, she may still live in Taichung
*Has a daughter now in her mid 50s.

The Father:

Name: Harvey Woods

*From Atlanta, Georgia (Before and after military service)
*US Air Force stationed at Qinquan Air Force Base Taichung, Taiwan during the Vietnam War from 1966 – 1967
*His Commander’s name in Taiwan was Capt. Robert O. Bissey.
*His supervisor was Sgt. Flemings
*Harvey had two roommates in Taiwan:
Sgt. Flemings (his supervisor)
Airman 1st Class Tombs.

Their Son:

Name: Not Known

*Biracial – Taiwanese – Chinese/African-American
*Approx. 47-48 years old
*May have green eyes as Harvey’s other sons have green eyes.

Ming’s Younger Sister (in picture on the left):

*No Information

 4. Chinese Translation (中文)

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年起,他一直在找照片右邊的女士.她的名字是MING YING CHI (Surname or ?),她能說英語,現今應該約70歲了。

我爸當年是美國空軍一員,越戰時期曾駐台中,他很愛她,也很想把她帶回美國,可是那時 候情況不容許。她曾寫過一封信給我爸說她有了他的孩子,是個混血兒, 現年約47-48歲,因為我爸跟別人結婚 了,我祖母沒把信交出,當然也沒給他MING的回郵地址或孩子的名字。 我爸曾連續幾年在台的報紙刊登尋人廣告,可是音訊全無。他自1968年一直在尋找MING和他倆的孩子…最近,他跟我及他其他孩子說出這個故事,希望 我們能在他死前幫他找到她和那孩子。照片中左邊的是MING的姊妹…抱歉,我也沒有她的名字。

請幫忙廣發此帖,但願能早日找到她母子倆,謝謝您們!

大 家好!在照片中間的男士是我的父親,在右手邊的女士是我父親從1968到現在一直再尋找的人。她的名字是“Ming Ying Chi”(翻譯者的我在想因是羅馬通用譯語),我父親給她的小名是“Kiko”。現在的她約為70-71歲,會說英文,我父親非常愛她,也曾想把她帶回美 國,但當時情況不容許。她曾寫信過給我父親,告訴他,她生下了他們倆的孩子(男生為台灣-非洲美國裔,現今年齡約為47-48歲),後來我父親跟別人結婚 了,當時我祖母沒把信轉交給他,並且也沒告訴我父親Ming的回信地址及小孩的名字。我父親曾登報協尋過,但始終無音訊。從1968到現在,我父親一直再 尋找“Ming Ying Chi ”,及他們的兒子。最近他告訴我們這些孩子,希望他在臨終前幫他找到他們倆。而在圖當中的左邊是Ming的姐妹,但我不知道她的名字。

※如果,有人在台中,有任何他們的消息,請幫助我,取得聯繫他們,我由衷萬分的感謝

During the Vietnam War an Airman in the Air force was stationed in Taichung, Taiwan. He fell in love with a Woman. She was unable to go back to the US with him, then gave birth to their son… he’s been looking for them ever since.

Translations by:

Posted Soon!

This is an ongoing story please check back every day as there will be UPDATES…

You are also welcome to leave information, ideas, links, and clues in the comments.

 

5. UPDATE RECORD

 

March 27:  THE SEARCH CONTINUES!  THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR INPUT, LINKS, CONNECTIONS, IDEAS AND LOVE… KEEP IT COMING!  加油 !

 

4. Update: March 27, 2016 – 2:00PM
3. Update: March 25, 2016 – 1:00PM
2.Update: March 23, 2016 – 11:15PM
1. Update: March 23, 2016 – 3:00PM

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True Story: Vietnam Veteran searches for his Son. This story has been updated please go to new link

This story has been updated. We are still searching!

Here’s the New Link:

https://bostonpaul.wordpress.com/2016/03/27/breaking-vietnam-veterans-dying-wish-to-find-his-son-lost-love-in-taiwan%E5%8D%B3%E6%99%82%E6%96%B0%E8%81%9E-%E8%B6%8A%E6%88%B0%E9%80%80%E4%BC%8D%E8%80%81%E5%85%B5%E8%87%A8%E7%B5%82-2/

A Vietnam Vet in his seventies is searching for his son whom he’s never met and the mother of his son whom he was once in love.

He’s been searching since 1968 to no avail.. but now we have the power of the internet.

This is an Ongoing story and will be updated as more information is given.

請幫忙廣發此帖,但願能早日找到她母子倆,謝謝 !

 (This story has been updated 3x)

3/25 (FRIDAY):  WE HAVE NEW INFORMATION AND IT WILL BE UPDATED IN THE NEXT 24 HOURS… THE SEARCH CONTINUES!  THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR YOUR INPUT, LINKS, CONNECTIONS, IDEAS AND LOVE… KEEP IT COMING!  加油 !

 

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(Center) Harvey Woods,  (Right) Ming Ying Chi AKA Kiko, (Left) Ming’s Younger Sister

I got a private message on social media asking for help. A woman named Leah from North Carolina asked if I could help find her brother whom she had never met. Her father, now in his golden years, wishes to find his long lost love and their son… before he dies.

The Community has come together and the search is on!
(Please scroll down for Chinese).

The Story

His name was Harvey Woods and he arrived in Taiwan in 1966. He was stationed at Qinquan Air Force Base (清泉崗空軍基地, CCK) in Taichung.  This was during the Vietnam War and many Americans in the military were stationed here in Taiwan.

Harvey was an Airmen 2nd Class and was attached to Detachment 3 / 2165 Communications Squadron.
His Commander’s name was Capt. Robert O. Bissey.
Harvey had two roommates: Sgt. Flemings (who was also his supervisor) and Airman 1st Class Tombs.

 

During his tenure in Taichung, Harvey had met Ming Ying Chi (We are not sure if it is Ming Ying-chi  or Chi Ming Ying as it is customary for Chinese to write their surname first but sometimes put it last when dealing with Westerners). They all lived in the same apartment building. Kiko lived with her younger sister (shown in the picture) and a daughter who would have been about 6 or 7 years old then making her in her early 50s now.

He had nicknamed her Kiko and she affectionately referred to him as Mr. Woods.

They fell in love during his stay here and when Harvey left in 1967, he tried to take Kiko back to the United States with him.. but to no avail.

Harvey Woods is from Atlanta, Georgia and that is where he returned after Vietnam

Even whilst Stateside he tried to locate Kiko to join him in the US, but his attempts were futile.  Over the years, he had put out several ads in various newspapers in Taichung, but got no responses.

Saddened by losing his love but determined to move on with his life, he was to marry an American girl. That is when he learned that in 1968 Kiko had given birth to his son.

Kiko had written a letter to Harvey to tell him of the birth.  Unfortunately for Harvey and Kiko,  Harvey’s mother – perhaps a bit overprotective and wanting her son to get on with his life after the war – destroyed the one letter with Kiko’s return address on it thus all the clues that would have had helped find them.  Harvey’s mother would also not tell him the name of his son.

Finally, in desperation, Harvey told his daughter Leah and her siblings the whole story of their brother in Taiwan and asked if they could help…. he implored them to please help find his long lost love and their son before he dies.

Leah then got in touch with me through a PM – and others through the various social network groups.  We’ve all come together and now the search is on!

What We Know:

Kiko spoke a little English and would now be in her early seventies. Presumably, if she is still alive, she lives in Taichung.

Harvey and Kiko’s son would be bi-racial  (Chinese/African American) and approximately 47 years old.

 ATTENTION Fellow Detectives and Sleuths in the Community!

Here is what we have for you so far:

Looking for:

  1. The Mother: Ming Ying Chi 紀 明 櫻/possibly Chi Ming-Ying
    Nickname Kiko

    Approx: 70-71 years old
    Spoke enough English to communicate
  2. The Father: Harvey Woods
    From Atlanta, Georgia (Before and after military service)

    US Air Force stationed at Qinquan Air Force Base in Taichung, Taiwan during the     Vietnam War from 1966 – 1967.
    His Commander’s name was Capt. Robert O. Bissey.
    His supervisor was Sgt. Flemings
    His roommate was Airman 1st Class Tombs.
  3. Their son: Biracial – Taiwanese/African-American
    Approx. 47-48 years old
  4. Ming’s Younger Sister (in picture on the left): no other information

 

CHINESE TRANSLATION

大 家好!在照片中央的是我爸爸,自1968年起,他一直在找照片右邊的女士.她的名字是MING YING CHI (Surname 明 or ?),她能說英語,現今應該約70歲了。

我爸當年是美國空軍一員,越戰時期曾駐台中,他很愛她,也很想把她帶回美國,可是那時候情況不容許。她曾寫過一封信給我爸說她有了他的孩子,是個混血兒,現年約47-48歲,因為我爸跟別人結婚 了,我祖母沒把信交出,當然也沒給他MING的回郵地址或孩子的名字。 我爸曾連續幾年在台的報紙刊登尋人廣告,可是音訊全無。他自1968年一直在尋找MING和他倆的孩子…最近,他跟我及他其他孩子說出這個故事,希望 我們能在他死前幫他找到她和那孩子。照片中左邊的是MING的姊妹…抱歉,我也沒有她的名字。

請幫忙廣發此帖,但願能早日找到她母子倆,謝謝您們!

大 家好!在照片中間的男士是我的父親,在右手邊的女士是我父親從1968到現在一直再尋找的人。她的名字是“Ming Ying Chi”(翻譯者的我在想因是羅馬通用譯語),我父親給她的小名是“Kiko”。現在的她約為70-71歲,會說英文,我父親非常愛她,也曾想把她帶回美 國,但當時情況不容許。她曾寫信過給我父親,告訴他,她生下了他們倆的孩子(男生為台灣-非洲美國裔,現今年齡約為47-48歲),後來我父親跟別人結婚 了,當時我祖母沒把信轉交給他,並且也沒告訴我父親Ming的回信地址及小孩的名字。我父親曾登報協尋過,但始終無音訊。從1968到現在,我父親一直再尋找“Ming Ying Chi ”,及他們的兒子。最近他告訴我們這些孩子,希望他在臨終前幫他找到他們倆。而在圖當中的左邊是Ming的姐妹,但我不知道她的名字。

※如果,有人在台中,有任何他們的消息,請幫助我,取得聯繫他們,我由衷萬分的感謝※

During the Vietnam War an Airman in the Air force was stationed in Taichung, Taiwan. He fell in love with a Woman. She was unable to go back to the US with him, then gave birth to their son… he’s been looking for them ever since.

Translations by:

Marya C. Mocha and Jill Chung and Eddie Lin

This is an ongoing story please check back every day as there will be UPDATES…

You are also welcome to leave information in the comments.

 

UPDATES
3. LAST UPDATE: March 25, 2016 1:00PM
2.Update: March 23, 2016 11:15PM
1. Update: March 23, 3:00PM

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Gypsi Gypsi & Friends Make Music… SALUT!

Music in Taichung, Taiwan!

Three Solo Acts!

March 12 is the 13th Anniversary of Salut on Soho Street and we have all come together to make it a special one.

Lee Fourie, a native of South Africa, has been putting on music events for a while now (twice a month!) for Salut and has got three very special acts lined up for March 12th .

Emily Ou 歐恩盈 kicks things off at 7PM. Emily is a Taichung Local and will be seducing you with her savory songs. She has a Great Voice, plays Cool Guitar and has a Smile that shines as bright as the words she’s singing. Emily has won awards and placed high in Music Contests around Taiwan. Get there early to chill with the groovy music Emily promises to deliver.

Picture Emily

At 8 PM – all the way from Taipei (but hails from England) –

Simmo Simpson is sure to get you rocking out to his Acoustic English folk-rock set. Simmo Simpson is a singer-songwriter who loves creating passionate music. You can find him performing at a variety of venues and he’s currently working on new material.

Simmo

Gypsi Gypsi will be gracing the stage at 9PM. It’s been a while since he’s had a solo performance (as he’s been busy stirring up Musical Madness with his band 大METⒶ4). Get ready for some Intimate Mood Music including Jizzy Jezus Juice & Mad Mary Magdalene Vibes, his own versions of songs that you may recognize, a couple of Gypsified versions of DM4 tunes and a couple of new pieces just for YOU.

Gypsi at Farm Jam

The night promises to be Provocative, Vibey, with sprinkles of Staunch Raunch and smidgens of – not only Sexy Whispers – but Trippy Tunicals as well… Creating a Special World (although fleeting) for you to come Celebrate & Revel in.

The Schedule (one more time!) and Bits:

Emily Ou – 7PM
Find her here: https://www.facebook.com/emilyousings07

Simmo Simpson – 8PM
Find him here: https://www.facebook.com/SimmoSimpsonMusic

Gypsi Gypsi – promptly at 9PM who will Tickle your Tushes till the Late Hours of the Evening.
Find Gypsi here: https://www.facebook.com/GypsiGypsiGypsi

If you’re not in Taiwan, you should be able to get yourself cheap enough plane tickets!

😉

Details for Venue:

Salut Pizza (Taichung, Taiwan

 

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Boston Paul’s 20 Year Taiwanniversary & How it Happened

It is indeed my Twenty Year Taiwanniversary!

Has it been that long? Twenty years? Time flies indeed… not like a bird, but more like a supersonic jet.

The last few days, as I realized that my Taiwanniversary was approaching, I began to reflect on how many people I’ve met over the years and all the things I have done.

I have learned so much.

It’s been an adventurous, fun, experience living in Taiwan – AKA Formosa – these last twenty years.

I’ve lived in Taiwan just under half my life… and what a whirlwind!

I’ve seen people come and go and come back again.

I’ve seen people, learn about themselves get confidence then spread their wings and fly.

I’ve seen the Island go from a handful of foreigners to a force to be reckoned with.

I was here for the very first presidential elections.

I’ve seen political turmoil. I was here when China shot missiles right off the shores of our Island Paradise to intimidate the government… and not just once either.

I witnessed Peaceful Protests by the Taiwan People in the Wild Strawberries & The Sun Flower Movements (and with great risk I played music for the Wild Strawberry Movement while the KMT police took my picture).

I’ve experienced Earthquakes Galore including the Big One in 1999, that not only shook the Island, but my very soul.

The list goes on and on… I might even write a book about it one day.

Today – January Seventh – marks exactly twenty years that I have officially lived in Taiwan.

For the Occasion, I decided to write about how I actually got here, the crossroads I encountered during my pre-Taiwan days and why I finally chose to make Formosa – Beautiful Island –  my home.

Taiwan: the place I hang my many Hats.

I have always had an interest in Asian culture and it started at a very young age. Perhaps my interest in various Asian cultures caught hold as early as six years old when I was taking martial art classes with my father then going to our favorite Chinese restaurant (owned by a couple of brothers from Hong Kong) where I quickly mastered chop sticks.
Perhaps this interest in Asian culture was perpetuated by my Uncle Ed when he married a Korean woman in the 1970s. She spent a lot of time with me when they visited as her English was not so good and she preferred hanging out with us kids who wouldn’t judge her.
Perhaps it was because I watched a lot of Bruce Lee (and other martial art) movies.

It seems that it was just a matter of time when I would find myself in a country where I felt at home.

I thought that matter of time would be in 1992. I took a month off during the summer and visited Japan. I had met a few Japanese friends at University who had moved back to Japan and invited me to visit. I was already trying to learn Japanese (on top of Chinese) and thought this would be a good chance to hone my skills.

I was also a big fan of sushi.

I was working full time around this time and going to school at The University of Massachusetts in Boston. I had been out of the military a couple of years and decided I would like to go to another country without aiming an M16 at anyone.

Japan was beautiful. I traveled all over. Kyoto was probably my favorite. I didn’t want to leave.

At the time, I was dating a Sociology major who also happened to be Taiwanese. We met in 1990 and her name was Chin-lan. We had taken a couple of Chinese literature classes together and got to know one of our teachers who was born in Beijing but had fled to Taiwan with her family as a little girl when the KMT lost the civil war to the Communists. Her name was Ms. Mao. She was an awesome professor and we became friends.

I took quite a few classes with Professor Mao and learned a lot from her. I decided to give up learning Japanese and focus on Chinese – as Chinese came much more naturally to me. This would help complete my core getting me a minor in East Asian studies.

I kept eating sushi though.

At the end of 1992, I had an opportunity to work as a police officer in Chinatown. The pay would be good and the job would be exciting. Of course the one main requirement was that I had to speak and understand Mandarin Chinese. The few polite words I had managed to learn from my then girlfriend, her friends and Chinese classes a couple of times a week would not suffice.

I spent a lot of time in Chinatown as I bought things I needed for a martial arts school I had opened … and I loved the culture. I spent so much time in the various restaurants and shops there, that many of the shop owners knew my name and would politely giggle when I blurted out a few sentences in Chinese. “Very good Mandarin!” they would say. I knew they were just being polite, but I liked the encouragement. I thought working in Chinatown would be perfect and took my Chinese courses that much more seriously.

As 1993 rolled around, I was still taking Chinese classes at Uni a couple times a week. One day, Professor Mao told me that if I really wanted to learn Chinese I should immerse myself. She suggested I take a summer semester at Donghai University in Taiwan. It so happened that Donghai and UMass were ‘sister schools’ so getting into their program should not be a problem.

That sounded good to me.

I enrolled in the summer program. I arrived in Taiwan for the first time in June 1993. I spent the summer with Taiwanese roommates at the dorm at Donghai.

I took classes with students from all over the world and who were far more advanced in the language than I was. They ended up making a special class just for me. I joked that I was in the special needs class and needed to take a short bus to school. In fact, it turned out not be a joke at all. Everyone there would laugh at the jokes teacher made in class. I would smile and nod my head and try to decipher what was being said.

I felt like a big stupid doofy head.

But, where some may have quit (and some did), I became that much more determined.

I met a guy named Mike Brennan from St. Louis. He was an artist, a bit on the quiet side and his Chinese was really, really good. He made things easier for me and helped me with my homework. We became friends.

I left Taiwan at the beginning of September, just in time to start taking classes again at UMass. I was asked by my employers if my Chinese was good enough to start working in Chinatown.

It wasn’t. I kept up my Chinese studies for another year.

As 1994 popped its head up in the dead of winter, I realized I only had a couple of semesters to go before I graduated. I could then focus on my career and hopefully get that job in Chinatown. Mike wrote me a letter (this was before Email really kicked in) and said he was thinking of another summer semester in Taiwan.

I thought, why not?

I enrolled in the ‘94 summer semester at Donghai and spent another three months in Taiwan. I felt much more relaxed than the first time I came. I had a little bit more Chinese under my belt. I felt more comfortable speaking –  and my listening had improved… as long as it was easy, polite conversational bits of conversation, I could handle it.

I also didn’t need to be in the Special Needs class anymore.

It was great to see and hang out with Mike again. He and I lifted weights and practiced gongfu together. Went out on the town (not that there was much of a town back then, but the tea houses were nice and the girls were pretty!), we studied together.

We sat on the library steps at the university often and drank a beer or two and talked about life, love, art and music.

One particular warm Taiwan night, we had moved from the library steps to a patch of grass in front of the library. We lay down, a bit buzzed from our drinks and continued chatting as we took in the starry night.

“What are your plans when you graduate, Paul?” he asked.

“I don’t know. I guess focus on my career. Keep learning Chinese and see how far that gets me up the ladder,” I replied.

“Is that what you see yourself doing? Being a policeman working in Chinatown?”

“I guess so. I have my girlfriend, we have a good life. I’m making lots of money…. why do you ask?”

Mike thought about this for a moment and said, “I just don’t see you being a cop… to be honest.”

“Oh,” I replied.

We were quiet for a few moments. We both got up and brushed the grass of our pants and shirts.

We had to be up at 7:30 in the morning for classes… so we shook hands and said goodnight.

I didn’t go to sleep right away. My mind was filled with uncertain thoughts of the future.

Could I live in another country? Could I be away from my family and friends?
Would Chin-lan come with me if I moved to Taiwan? Could I make a living here?

The next day I went to class and told my teachers about the possibility of coming back again next year and staying for a year or two. They seemed to think it was a good idea, though they asked if I wouldn’t miss my family and friends in the states.

For the rest of the summer semester I mulled it over.

Perhaps I could stay a year, maybe two… get the language down, then the world would indeed be my oyster!

I went back to Boston and tried to pick up where I left off before the summer. I trudged through my last semester at UMass and got my degrees. I worked, but not with the same gusto I had before. I didn’t care about climbing the ladder anymore… at least not the one I found myself on.

The night I decided to move to Taiwan would have been sometime in October ’94.

I took Chin-lan out to dinner and told her my plan.

It did not go well.

“One or Two years?! What the hell have we been doing then? You are basically telling me you’re breaking up with me, right?” she spat.

“No… I’m not!” I paused… “why don’t you come with me?”

“I don’t want to live in Taiwan! I’ve been living in America since the 6th grade! This is my home now.”

“Well, we can keep in touch. Visit each other. I just want to do something different… do you know what I mean?”

“No! I don’t know what you mean… we have everything we need here. We both have good jobs. We’re making money… we have a house, cars… why would you want to leave all this?”

“If I speak Chinese, I can work in Chinatown… you know. The reason I went to Taiwan in the first place.  This move opens up a lot of possibilities for me – for us – as a couple… don’t you see?”

She didn’t see.

We got into bed that night. No kissing. No cuddling. I don’t think either one of us slept. I stared at the shadows on the ceiling.

November came and went. Chin-lan and I grew further apart… then it was Christmas and we went to see my family.

Little did I know that it would be the last Christmas Dinner I would share with the whole family.

By this time, most people in my family knew that I was going to live in Taiwan for a while. I told everyone I would probably spend a year or two until my Chinese was fluent then come back and be a cop in Chinatown or perhaps even get a job in government since with my military training, degrees and Chinese skills, I could probably secure a pretty good career.

We had a good family gathering. Chin-lan and I agreed that we would try a long distance relationship and that two years would go by in a jiffy. This Christmas Dinner was also a Good-bye I’m Going Away Dinner.

I told my supervisors I would take a leave of absence and that I would come back fluent in Mandarin.

Then I packed up my stuff. Put a bunch of stuff in storage and said goodbye to my house and most of my friends.

On January 7, 1995, my family and a few friends saw me off at Logan Airport in Boston.

I arrived in Taiwan on Saturday morning January 7th and chuckled to myself how I could leave my country 24 hours previously and show up in another country on the same day.

That one or two years turned into five years.

The ten years…. then fifteen.

And now it’s been twenty.

The long distance relationship with Chin-lan didn’t work out. They almost never do, do they?

The leave of absence I took became a resignation.

I don’t have any regrets about this life changing move, though I do miss some of my friends and family.

Learning that some of my family – and friends – have passed away while I’ve been living in the Far East hurts indeed.
But I still believe that I made the right choice living here.

I have done a lot in Taiwan in these twenty years. Perhaps more than some do in a lifetime… but that’s another story…

…a story I’ll write – perhaps – when I’ve reached my thirty year Taiwanniversary.

Cheers Taiwan!

Cheers Friends from all over the world I’ve met over the years here in Taiwan!

And last – but certainly not least – much Love to my wife Sandra and my son Raiden – for making my life here in Taiwan that much more awesome.

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