I would love to relive the time my family moved to Hawaii before it was a state. The tallest building on Oahu was the Aloha Tower, which one could see from miles around. There were very few buildings and lots of pineapple fields where one could buy the sweetest, juiciest fresh pineapple at little stands on the side of the road. I recall times when people would come and chop off the coconuts from the trees on our street, and we would have fresh coconut juice and coconut for weeks and weeks. Yum!
I especially loved the swimming and body surfing in the Pacific Ocean.
My parents seemed to be happy there. I never recall my mom behaving in such a giddy and girlish way.
Thank God I can go back to my days there in my memory. Beautiful, beautiful Hawaii...