Here’s the Honolulu Advertiser’s coverage. It’s extensive.
My grandmother was (to her family’s mind, unreasonably) attached to Ho. She was enchanted the one time she actually saw him perform (a long time ago — 30 years back, at least). He seemed to appeal to the older female audience, for reasons I don’t quite understand. He certainly wasn’t drop-dead handsome, and his voice wasn’t the best to be found in Waikiki in the 60s and 70s, but he was a huge draw.
R.I.P., Mr. Ho.