On November 15, 2021, Gene Yukio Yamamoto passed away at his home, leaving behind his sisters, Gale Northrup and Tania Cook; his brothers-in law, Michael and Brian; and his niece, Kelli and nephew, Devon. Gene was predeceased by his loving parents, Yukio and Gene Yamamoto. Gene's fire and passion for life live on in those who keep his memory alive.  He leaves behind a multitude of friends and family members who love him dearly and miss his presence daily.

My Uncle Gene was a traveler:  He lived a life with a cup so full to the brim with wonder--a life similar to the fantastic adventure tales with which he regaled us. When not dedicating his time to his family, his students, and many friends, my uncle traveled far and wide.  He sipped espresso in Paris, braved the wilds of Komodo Island, and wondered at the beauty of New Zealand.  Bringing back these exciting stories, he spoke with unbridled fire because Gene was a man of passion. His intellectual curiosity allowed him to experience life in a way many of us will never have the privilege to. He always looked off toward the great expansive horizon—this explorer; yet, he always found his northern star to guide him back home to those who cherished him most.

My uncle was more than a world traveler: Gene was a biology teacher, a basketball couch, and a guidance counselor to many students who love and treasure him.  Over the 33 years that he was with L.A. Unified and beyond, Gene went out of his way to help those in need—students who struggled were fiercely encouraged.  Cheaters were not allowed in Mr. Yamamoto's classroom.  He pulled the best out of people.  His advice and guidance play like an ambient soundtrack in my head in times of sorrow; and in times of joy, I see his infectious, warm smile.  My uncle was a man who lived life on his own terms—a man of ethics, of independence, and strong opinions.

Sometimes I find myself asking God for just five more minutes with my uncle.  Oh, the things I would tell him that I never got to tell him in life! Yet, this is my own sorrow speaking, not my intellect.  It is a conviction for me that my Uncle Gene is in heaven and free from the suffering of his earthly body.  So, Uncle Gene, I know you're up there entertaining angels with your sharp mind and wit.  Until I see you again, Uncle, I cherish your memory fondly in my heart and soul.