This photo of my beloved brother and me was taken in the front yard of our hale on Alani Drive. We were close then and have remained close all of our lives. I adored him then and adore him now.

We loved the rock behind us; we’d climb up on it and jump down. Family members would pose on or in front of it, and it was a huge part of our lives growing up.  Sometimes we’d pick at the lichen on it, and there was an indentation in the top of it where water would collect.   It was a wonderful addition to our yard, and we called it “the bottom rock”, meaning it was at the bottom of our yard.  So original, yeah?