I stay busy scanning alla old photos so I can put on CDs and give to da rest of my ‘ohana in chree weeks. I stay da self-appointed Family Historian (my bradda and sistah wen gladly turn it ova to me).
I guess I like try post now and den, even doe I stay exhausted, not sleeping good, and just trying foa put one foot in front of da odda one.
Dis is da tiny hale ontop Tantalus wea I wen spend da first four years of my life. Was like one jungle up dea, yeah? From dis shack my faddah and maddah wen watch Pearl Harbor getting bombed. My faddah stay armed wit dis 1900 bayonet cuz da news reports wen tellum dat da Japanese soldiers stay coming up da hill (not true).
Dis was much befoa I was born… but I heard da stories. Two weeks ago, we wen find dat bayonet in one cupboard. My braddah like have it, and I think he should. I can jass picture my dad back den, defender of him and his wahine, as da sound of planes and bombs stay going off everywea and black smoke stay filling da air.
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kewl to find the bayonete.. doncha wish you could see inside da house?
Reminds me of my Grandma’s house, da front porch & lush vegetation la dat. Back in da day wen nobody had or neede air-conditioning yeah. Now us all spoiled. LOL
What a cool-looking hale! They don’t build them like that anymore. If those walls could only talk, yeah?
I love looking at old photos.
You are in my heart.
Hugs
Diana (who recently discovered Lahua honey ice cream from Haagen Daz.
talk about a mouth party…)
Look like my faddah and maddah house at G&R Sugar , the good old days. Make me like cry. So sorry for your loss
Yes, the memories this kind photos bring.