My great grand uncle John Kahaikupuna. He was from Pu’uanahulu, moved to Waimea and married my grand aunty, Christine Lindsey (my great-grandfather’s sister). Their lands are where the Door of Faith Church is today as you come up into Waimea from Kawaihae. He was pure Hawaiian and a ‘roughrider’ for Parker Ranch. He was a man before his time and tried to unionize the ranch horse breaking crew. Great idea, just bad timing. Parker Ranch was the “king” of Waimea back then and did not go for it. Uncle John was “asked” to look for work elsewhere. My dad remembers Uncle John was a big man with big hands and a big heart. There was always a huge bowl of poi on their table and a huge pot of beef stew on the stove. In the old style, they always invited you in for something to eat when you stopped by. They shared whatever they had. Uncle John and Aunty Christine are on the long list of `ohana I never got to meet, but have heard so much about. I think of them when I drive by where their house used to be. The memories of the old folks are important to me because they serve as excellent examples of “lives well lived- working hard, being humble, taking care of family and treating others with true aloha.
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