Letters for August 1, 2016
KIUC board needs a female member
At a time when a major party has nominated a woman for the presidency, the good old boys at KIUC continued their misogynous ways and selected another guy for their all-male board.
Hawaii can elect women to the U.S. Senate and the House of Representatives and Kauai can send women to the County Council and the Legislature and have them placed on state and county boards.
However, the old boys on the KIUC board won’t allow a qualified woman in their men-only club. One woman would just be too threatening to those eight dinosaurs!
What kind of message does that send to girls and women on this island? How can guys who are that far behind the times possibly provide leadership for a modern enterprise such as KIUC?
Be thankful, show appreciation
I recently came across a VHS interview I did on my grandmother Dora Swain for a Kamehameha high school project in 1999. My final question in the interview asked her to share advice that she would give to her descendants.
As we celebrate her life after her passing on July 17, her response resonates with me: “I hope we all remember to take the time to talk to each other face to face.”
In a time of evolving technology and busy schedules, it is so easy to FaceTime rather than visit or send a text message instead of making a phone call.
Almost always dressed in her favorite color purple, my grandmother, or “Puna” as she was affectionately called by family and friends, was well-known for her beautiful soprano voice and her love for her family and church.
Although I am one of 35 grandchildren, I had the privilege of spending some very special time with her. My most favorite memories as a little boy are falling asleep in a pool chair at the Mokihana Hotel as I listened to Puna and her brother Uncle Joe Kahaunaele perform, taking spontaneous trips to Oahu with my Puna when she would just show up at my house and tell me to pack a bag, and eating my ice cream cone as I waited for Puna to finish her show at the Coco Palms hotel.
I had the best summer of my life when I was about 8 years old, and Puna and I spent the summer camping in a Volkswagen bus at Hanalei. We feasted on pork and beans and Vienna sausage and watched the sunset at Black Pot every day.
We live in one of the most beautiful places in the world, and let us all remember to appreciate the simple things around us — like rainbows, beach days with the ohana, and family dinners. Mahalo, my Puna, for showing me that this is what really matters most.