Nine years ago, on November 11, 2010, we scattered my dad’s ashes in the ocean off of the Ala Wai boat harbor.

Members of the Waikiki Surf Club honored hi by transporting his remains out beyond the surf in four of the club’s canoes, including their treasured koa canoe, the Malia, once described as “the best known and possibly the most significant of all Hawaiian racing outrigger canoes.”

My dad had been a co-founder of the Waikiki Surf Club a few years after the end of WWII, and they bought the Malia almost immediately. You can find a history of the Malia here.

In any case, click on the photo above to view more of the photographs taken that day.

It seems like a very long time ago. And it feels like it happened yesterday. Memories are like that, I guess.