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This Asian American novel was so ahead of its time that it predates the concept of Asian America itself. One of our culture's greatest tragedies is that John Okada didn't live to claim the Asian American identity he so aptly embodied, and illustrated perhaps for the first time in our history, in the titular character. This masterpiece has gone mostly unnoticed from our own community, but it should be required reading for anyone who identifies as Asian American. If this were written by a white man, it would have been among ranks of the great American novels like The Catcher in the Rye and Of Mice and Men.