Celebration...

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Today was President Grover Cleveland's birthday. A group of 'ohana gathered to commemorate his birth and his love for our Queen Lili'uokalani and our Hawaiian Kingdom...

A nice large pohaku with two plaques honor America's 22nd and 24th President of the United States...

We offered gifts of song including a beautiful simple rendition of Happy Birthday...

Ho'okupu of lei and well-wishes...

Lovingly placed...

...for befriending our Queen...

Stories and recollections were shared...

More offerings of hand-made Aloha...

More stories and thoughts shared...

Ka hali'a aloha...the loving memory...

More lei draping...

A group shot. Aloha pumehana e na hoa, e Kaleo, e Ha'aheo, e 'Umialiloa, e Jean King, e na 'ohana...

Thank you President Cleveland. For your Aloha. For trying to restore our Queen. For personal sacrifice. One day we will meet in person. And I will return the Aloha. And that large beautiful pohaku, stone, you rest on came from Halawa Valley. I know you were present today. And our Queen. And Boots...Mahalo no ia 'oukou pakahi apau no keia aha Aloha. Ke Akua pu...

Comments

George Cleveland said…
This totally brings tears to my eyes. It means SO much to me and my ohana.

And while I cannot presume to speak for my grandfather, I know from his writing that being unable to help the Queen and the Nation of Hawai'i was a sad point in his life.

Mahalo and blessings to you all!

George Cleveland
March 19, 2010 at 10:02 AM
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March 19, 2010 at 10:02 AM
Ka`iana said…
Aloha George! I met you over the air waves when you called in to Na 'Oiwi 'Olino radioshow with Kimo, Brickwood, Kaleo and Ha'aheo...your story is amazing...and the honor, integrity and Aloha of your grandfather is very apparent in you...your Grandfather did more than you or I will ever know...and when Aloha truly covers the Earth, and love and forgiveness prevail, and wars, pain, suffering and greed end...all of our ancestors will realize the collective dream...Ke Akua Pu, take care friend, kai
March 19, 2010 at 8:09 PM
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