About the Author
An Asian American son of immigrant parents from the Philippines, who migrated to Hawaii in the 1920s to work in the sugar plantations on the island of Kauai, Hawaii. Born in 1944, He attended grade school at St. Theresa Catholic School in Kekaha and high school at Waimea High School. He enlisted in the US Army in 1962 and was honorably discharged in 1965. He worked full-time while attending college part-time, and re-enlisted in the Hawaii Air National Guard to continue college with a tuition waiver. He finally earned a bachelor’s degree in business management and retired from the military with over 26 years of service. While growing up as a child on a sugar plantation camp, Christmas was always a special time of the year celebrating the birth of the Christ child. However, as a child, what made Christmas so special was anticipating gifts under the Christmas tree that Santa would deliver at midnight while everyone was asleep. Being raised a catholic, he understood that Santa Clause and the flying sleigh and reindeer were not real. However, while raising his own children, he wished there was a story he could tell his children that explained how Jesus may have had a hand in building a sleigh that could fly so gifts could be delivered to children all over the world. So, he left on his own journey of discovery to Russia. While doing research in the National Library in Novosibirsk, Siberia, he looked for a story that explained how the sleigh and reindeer could fly. He discovered pictures of petroglyphs dated 650 BC in a cave showing reindeer flying. There were records of major routes from the deserts of Arabia far north to Siberia used for trade, and for the Roman Legions gobbling up land for the emperor. With the discovery of a near impact from a piece of a star that fell to earth in Tunguska in June 1908, in the Tobolsk region of Siberia, the Christmas story he searched for emerged.
Dana A. Lagmay
About Siberia, Year 2000
The Author's Quest
As a Pacific Islander, Hawaii and all of its lush tropical beauty, does not offer a first time author much in having the physical experience or visual reference to write a tale of wonder and adventure that took place in the heart of the bitter cold vastness of the Siberian tundra. And so, after a year of writing, I departed on my own quest to experience first-hand what it would be like to walk in the deep snow of the Tundra. As you can see, I spent more time falling on my backside taking everyone with me instead of walking. I pre-arranged to visit the National University Library of Novosibirsk, capitol of Siberia, and was a guest of their Vice Mayor, Vera Bondareva who was in charge of the city’s libraries, and her daughter Natasha, her translator, and granddaughter Dasha. In 2003 Natasha and I got married and I adopted Dasha as my own Siberian Princess daughter.