
Here's my future son in law Chris. Notice the yellow plumeria lei. Lee picked the flowers from our yard and Jimmy strung them on thread to make a Hawaiian lei for me. I used to do that all the time growing up in Hawaii!

In remembrance of my mom we scattered rose petals in the spot where we had scattered her ashes. The petals formed a line similar to what her ashes had done. An omen?

Chris was the dock master.

Lee's the man, the boat captain.