Personal Hawaii Renaissance George grew up poor with the creativity of Midas, Seeing “Acres of Diamonds” here around us. His mind was so refined-- Few comprehended Kanahele’s logical explanations. He gave politicians answers For creating Hawaii tourism distinctive edges. (While at Cornell, earning a PhD, He’d seen me help make “I Love NY” dreams come true.) Back he came to involve Hawaiian lore Into making Waikiki more than “A Big Store.” He suggested ideas to improve its face, Adding what locals and tourists both embraced. Kanahele encouraged my kokua; We’d grown up together. “We’ll have visitors experience Hawaiian values.” It was his focus, an ideal he loved. However, George’s serene view of peace and moderation Didn’t fit attitudes of Hawaii’s “Sixties’” agitation. UH Protestors roared: “Changes now, see!” Stoned blank faces exulted: “Maui Wowie!” Rebels without cause ready to make one up. Argot slurring into “Hey pal, Wassup?” Confronters with signs making scenes (One landed in Congress. He now governs our dreams.) Many grew up becoming exactly what they protested. Their “waves of change” turning into cloudy puddles. My friends active in the “Hawaiian Renaissance” are gone, however, memories of three shall never leave: (1) Don Ho, messages crafted in Hawaiian style, delivered with class, charm, and winning guile. (2) George helping us reflect on what’s good: Hawaii becoming “distinctive,” his number one “should.” (3) Kui’s music making listeners feel nostalgic, Wise and tuned in—not melodramatic…Evoking the beautiful days of our youth.
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