ABSTRACT
“The always sharply dressed Lawson Inada is seated at my dining-room table, waiting to be interviewed,” Morton Marcus wrote in 1993. “His six-foot frame, with its wide shoulders tapering to narrow hips, reminds me of a platform diver’s. Although he is approaching 55, he doesn’t look more than 35. With his impeccable grooming and dress, he has an elegance all his own. But his mellow, relaxed voice and smooth movements can be convulsed by raucous laughter in an instant, letting those around him know that a lot is going on beneath the calm exterior.”
