Aloha and happy holidays –
As we get deeper into the holiday season, I am reminded of a comment one of my co-workers from maybe 20 years ago made when he first moved to Honolulu from Idaho. He lived in Kailua and was saying how he didn’t really think Hawaii had a real winter, but when the fall rains started on the windward side and with the holiday decorations being put up around town, he was getting concerned: “Did the pass ever close?” Huh? “Yeah, does the pass ever close? I mean, what happens to Route 61 in the winter? When should I put the snow tires on?” Route 61? “You know…the highway between Kailua and Honolulu…” Uhmmm…oh yeah…not only do you need snow tires, but you need to keep food in the car, just in case. What works real good is to carry some pork over the Pali. That way when your car gets stuck on the way up, in the snow, you can chuck the pork out the window and your car will start right up.
Anyway, we had him believing it for a few minutes.
Speaking of pork, we are still looking for some wonderful volunteers for our luau. Right now, we’re at about one hundred volunteers and more are signing up all the time. We’ve got some coming in from Virginia, California, and one from Singapore. So if you’re thinking that it is too much to drive over the Pali to come volunteer for the luau, I will come over and pick you up if I need to.
We have two shifts, one in the morning to early afternoon (8AM to 2 PM to do task such as food prep and decorations. In the afternoon to evening (2 PM to 9 PM) we need help to serve the food, work the bar, and much more. Of course, if you can work both shifts, that would be great. Afterwards, we’ll have a post-party for all of our volunteers up at the imu pit.
All joking aside, working the luau is much more rewarding that any other reunion event. You’ll re-invigorate old friendships and meets old classmates that you would never have talked to back in school. And the stories. Wow. At every planning meeting we have, I’ve heard stories that make me bust our laughing to the point of tears. The strategies and tactics of playing high school football (yea, all game, I tried to step on his toes to make him slow down), the band geeks (the worst place for a sunburn: the ears or where you part your hair), or how the Metcalf Street sign kept disappearing and re-appearing in the Tiger Tom’s office.
So we would love to hear from you. We need as many volunteers as we can get and I promise that you’ll have a good time. If not, I’ll buy you a drink or two or three up at the Imu Pit when we’re done.
E-mail me at steve (at) 3155alani (dot) net or call me at 808-780-6240 if you’d like more info.