All the hopes of making it here. . . I remember the day we got our Hawaii Drivers licenses; The day I got my degree from University of Hawaii. I know these streets so well, driving over them so many days and nights as a taxi driver, health out-reach to the sex workers, Riding motorcycles in the pack. . . Special ocassions with family & friends long gone. . . I have a memory for every block, every beach, every stretch of country road. On 4 wheels and two. Lots of "Used to be" and "When did they build THAT?" I'm leaving a lot of myself on these streets, roads. . . I cannot think about my friends and Ohana, The Local Culture, without crying. . . Aloha Neighbors! What seemed unthinkable [leaving] is subsumed in a bigger dream. A fresh begining in a beautiful new place. Instead of retiring in place, we are fresh and new - beginning again - as we did here. . 30 years. Half of my life. Here's to the next Third! I'm very glad that YOU are coming along! Our blog party family is portable! [Thank Goodness!] So ride the spiral. See where we are landing- Oh I know we'll visit Honolulu. Nights in my dreams, and some sunny day... at least for a visit. . . I Shall Return. There may be a few scheduled posts as we sort out internet connectivity. I may not be visiting as normal for a while. But stick around. Something good is set to publish tomorrow. Kitty and I will be learning new routines. LOVE YOU! cloudia Honolulu I Am Coming Back Again
Andy Cummings
Chorus:
" I seem to hear the Pali calling me
I seem to hear the surf at Waikiki
And from Pacific Heights
I seem to see the lights
Of a city that is very dear to me
I seem to see the waving sugar cane
The coco palms all nodding in the rain
In fancy I am led Back to dear old Diamond Head
Honolulu, I am coming back again
Honolulu, I am coming back again. "
Words by F. B. Silverwood Music by David Lindeman.