Key figures in the Hawaiian movement: The Kalahiki brothers

A shoutout to two more champions of the modern Hawaiian political and social renaissance, Randy Kalahiki (left, 1932-1993) and his older brother, Mel Kalahiki (right, 1925-2020). The brothers played a foundational, ground-level role in the early years of the modern Hawaiian Renaissance and the political awakening that gathered momentum through the 1970s and 1980s. If there were an important event in the emerging Hawaiian movement, these two would almost always be there at or near the center of the action.

I was closest to Randy, who I met in about 1974 through Kawaipuna Prejean, the first director of the Hawaiian Coalition of Native Claims. Yes, the same Kawaipuna who suggested that we fly to Maui for the January 1976 protest landing on Kahoolawe. When I met Randy, he was known as one of the founders of the Prejean’s organization, and later served as a lobbyist and board member of its successor organization, the Native Hawaiian Legal Corporation.

Randy was a former meat cutter and truck driver who turned to youth work as a result of experiences with the Kahaluu Community Action Program. CAP was one of Lyndon B. Johnson’s signature 1960s anti-poverty initiatives that empowered local communities to design and manage their own programs. A number of well-known community activists emerged from CAP programs over the years.

It felt to me like Randy was everywhere there were activists pressing for change. He was there with the movements to stop the bombing of Kahoolawe and Makua Valley, to reform the policies of the Hawaiian Homes Commission, protect the rights of prisoners, and protect Hawaiian land rights. He spent several years with the KEY Project in Kahaluu, and retained his ties to that community throughout his life. With his quiet and gregarious personality, he was as comfortable in the hallways of the state capitol as on the streets in communities across Oahu. He mainly worked behind the scenes to keep collective emotions in check during confrontations over contentious issues, steering activists into constructive and effective social action.

I knew Mel as Randy’s brother. The one with the camera. a Nikon, as I recalled. Mel almost always carried his camera, as I did at that time.

I wonder whatever happened to his important collection of photos and negatives? It must be a treasure trove of photos of significant people and events in that period of Hawaii history. Where is that collection today?

Mel was the organization guy, serving for over a decade as chairman of the Council of Hawaiian Organizations, a coalition that brought together groups with different interests and political views to speak with one voice on Hawaiian issues. The position put him at the center of one of the most important organizations and the most vital policy issues during that period.

In 1982, Governor George Ariyoshi appointed Mel to the Hawaiian Homes Commission as the representative for Windward Oahu. He served for eight years and became the commission’s vice chairman.

He was elected a director of the Hawaii Canoe Racing Association in 1978, according to news clips, and served as its race director for many years. That connection hit close to home: my father, John M. Lind, was a co-founder of the HCRA, then known as the Hawaii Canoe Racing and Surfing Association, and was president in 1952, the year of the first Molokai to Oahu race.

Liko Martin, Kawaipuna Prejean, Mel Kalahiki, January 1977.

Mel was one of those who took the stage at the Iolani Palace bandstand for the first “Sovereign Sunday” in January 1977, the event where musician and songwriter Liko Martin introduced his anthem, “All Hawaii Stand Together.”

The brothers were a powerhouse duo, and I was lucky to spend several years as a young man rubbing shoulders with them.

Happy Anniversary to us!

Anniverary photo at Coco’s 14th birthday party

August 15, 2026. Our 57th wedding anniversary. And the day we await the arrival of Tropical Storm Lala, right now Hurricane Lala but expected to weaken before it passes south of Oahu.

Gusty winds were blowing light rain in from the northeast when we arrived a Waialae Beach Park for a small gathering in honor of the 14th birthday of one of our favorite morning dogs, Coco. Being our anniversary, we enjoyed a low-key celebration of both events.

And below are Coco, the birthday pup, along with Jake, who is a treat-a-holic.

The Chemo Chronicles: Not so fast!

It was Tuesday morning, the day after Day #3, which was lost to post-chemo side effects.

But I felt pretty good on Tuesday. The background headache was gone, the brain fog back to a low level. After getting up early, as usual, I wrote a blog post describing the prior day’s sad tale.

No walk to beach to see the sunrise sunrise, though. I learned that lesson.

After Meda emerged from the bedroom, we had a light breakfast. Then she asked me to troubleshoot why she wasn’t able to use Microsoft Word on her relatively new MacBook Neo.

And that led to an intense and frustrating 45-minutes or so going mano a mano with Microsoft’s almost impenetrable online maze. Meda’s prompt said that she had to subscribe, but I know she shares my paid subscription. I was finally able to maneuver to a page that macknowledged the shared Microsoft 365 account. But when I tried to activate it using the button provided, it would send me right back to the original “buy a subscription” page.

I tried a number of different approaches, none seemed to show promise, and I could feel my energy reserves running down quickly. Mental effort, not physical effort, was starting to drag me down.

I finally broke through and got the job done. But by that time, I was ready for a 45-minute nap that seemed, at the time, to be restorative.

Over the rest of the day, I did a few small tasks.

• Swept up around one of the cat litter boxes that Kiko had happily played in, kicking fresh cat litter out at least two feet on all sides.

• Finished sorting through a stack of old pants, at least a dozen or more, selecting just a few to keep and bagging the rest to give away.

• Did a small wash of my clothes.

• Cleared assort “stuff” out of our car in advance of having it detailed the next day.

Nothing strenuous. I thought I was safe.

But I wasn’t.

By mid-afternoon, I was drained once again. I lost the rest of the day, and the evening, with along night in bed.

Woke up again feeling better, but spooked by how easy it is to try to do “too much.”

A celebratory Feline Friday

We have a lot to celebrate over the next few days.

Our wedding anniversary, my birthday, and the fact that I’m still here!

But we also have an approaching tropical storm, predicted to soon grow to a hurricane, although it’s looking like a run-in with Mauna Kea will divert it safely south of Oahu and Honolulu, so we should okay.

And, if I’m not feeling too woozy, the muted celebrations can continue, weather permitting.

I caught a couple of sweet pictures this week. One shows Kinikini soliciting Bessie for a few reassuring licks to his forehead. And the other is Bessie asleep in her “nest” on top of a 6-foot storage storage shelf in our pantry/storeroom. The soft light through the window is about perfect!

In any case, it was a week shortened by my loss of two days to post-chemo side effects. I was lucky to get Feline Friday ready to go on time!

Feline Friday: August 14, 2026