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Twelve years ago on Veterans Day, we returned my dad’s ashes to the ocean that he loved

It was an accidental pairing. He was not a military vet. When the wartime draft began, he was working in Honolulu for a San Francisco-based restaurant supply company.

His job, supplying the equipment needed to support the slew of new military bases and facilities in Hawaii, was considered “essential” for national security and exempted him from being drafted.

He died in late October of 2010. And on Veterans Day 2010, we gathered at the Waikiki Yacht Club to say goodbye, several dozen people, including a few old timers who had been part of the founding of the Waikiki Yacht Club. But when you live to nearly 97, as he did, most of your peers are already gone.

He was escorted out beyond the surf by four canoes and crews from the Waikiki Surf Club, including its legendary Koa racing canoe, Malia, accompanied his boat, the Nadu K-2. They turned out to honor one of the club’s founders, and its first president, who had been reelected many times. And it was an honor.

That day doesn’t seem so very long ago, but on the other hand, it seems like he’s been gone forever. Occasionally he appears in a dream, and it takes me a while to realize that it’s just a dream. I do welcome those experiences.

Scattering my dad's ashes

Hurricane Ian

My namesake is bearing down on Florida, and the latest storm maps show it nearing shore in the area of Tampa and St. Petersburg.

Well, my brother, Walker, lives in St. Pete Beach, one one of those narrow, low barrier islands off the coast of St. Petersburg. He is preparing to evacuate should Hurricane Ian continue on its current course.

It’s due to hit the area later on Wednesday.

Walker’s house is brick, and solid. But flooding from possible storm surge is the major danger.

We haven’t had any hurricane or tropical storm scares this season.

Stay safe, brother.

A feline anniversary!

It’s the second anniversary of Ms. Kali’s adoption and arrival at our Kahala home.

Here’s a photo taken on her first day with us, September 24, 2020. At that time, she became Cat #2, joining Romeo, who needed some company.

It took Kali several weeks to adjust to the new house and new lifestyle. But after two years, she really is the Queen of the Universe, or at least certainly enjoys acting like it.

And here’s a photo taken this week after we returned from a week on the mainland. As soon as I lay down for an afternoon nap, she was there to claim the prime position in what would have been my lap if I had been sitting down. It was a matter of claiming her right to my full attention.


Happy Anniversary, Kali!

Here’s what I wrote in a blog post on September 25, 2020, the day after I brought her home.

It’s Feline Friday, and a special one at that. It is the first FF since we brought the-cat-currently-known-as-Cali home from Aiea Heights, where she has been living since being rescued at the beginning of the month.

She is a very beatiful cat, and very sweet. She is also very spooked by the sudden transition. We brought her into the house, went in our spare bedroom, opened the door of the crate, and let her walk out. She then walked directly under the futon that’s set up as a couch, hunkered down, and let us know she is prepared to wait.

And wait she did. Although the purrs and kneads when I reach back and pet her, she has shown little interest in coming out from back there, at least not while we’re in the room. She came close once this morning, but backed away at the last minute.

However, I can attest that her bodily functions are working. She has used the litter box several times, and has emerged to eat both last night and this morning, although we didn’t witness it.

But last night I turned my little Wyze surveillance camera around to point back into the room, and the camera (with its infrared light) caught her coming out and exploring the room and adjoining bathroom, making the rounds several times before jumping up on the futon and checking the two windows. It seems the infrared also attracted every little gnat that’s hiding in there!

Anyway, on her second round, she had a little “accident.” She tried to jump up to the window sill of the small window that looks out at our front door, formerly one of Annie’s favorite spots. But Cali hit the camera, and cat + camera came crashing down. I discovered it this morning. Hopefully it won’t deter her from continuing to explore.

Photo of my grandmother in 1907

My grandmother, Heleualani (Lani) Cathcart, graduated from what was then called St. Andrew’s Priory, where she and her younger sister had lived in the care of the English sisters who ran the school since somewhere not long before the overthrow of the Hawaiian Kingdom in 1893. She graduated in the class of 1907, but continued to live at the Priory, apparently as a boarder or perhaps a teacher, until her marriage to Duke Yonge in the chapel at St. Andrew’s on September 20, 1911.

This week, I received this lovely photo of her from the school’s archives.