Church Day for us...

Sunday, January 24. Muggy!

An early rise and a short quick bowl of granola and off the pick up the girls at 7:00 and get off to church at Mackena. The ladies were waiting for us and shortly we were at the appointed place and got a good seat. Not too full at 7:30 in the morning.

It was the usual one hour service and lovely Hawaiian hymns that Fellette seems to have mastered over the years nicely. The pastor was back today after eight weeks off for what I believe was prostate treatment. He looked a bit wobbly.

After church we lingered at the church grounds, had coffee and just took in the relaxed and peaceful feeling of the place. Jan in particular seemed to want to stay somehow. She lost her husband two years ago and is still in serious mourning but tries not to outwardly show it.

We drove around some rather nice areas with them after church which they really appreciated and then came to our place for a cool drink.. We had a great time ourself because we could tell it was such a different day for them and really enjoying everything we did. They are somewhat intimidated by all the comings and goings here, both being recent widows. She had an accident shortly after coming here and that also shook her confidence somewhat.

I later drove them the 300 yards home as it was now the heat of the day. We had a light lunch and spent the rest of the day just enjoying what we have and our ability to grow old together. But, not too old and not too fast though.

A very relaxing day, only one left. We fly at midnight tomorrow




To celebrate his 84th birthday some gent had oranges for refreshments after church, delicious.


Dorothy, Fellette and Jan. [Short for Jeanette.]


Outside.


161 year old building. It has had many renovations and was sadly neglected after WWII.
There have been many renovations over the years. The walls are coral two feet thick.
The service is half, Hawaiian, half English


Wow, a photo of the author and his much younger wife.


As they left the condo.


Fellette at rest!


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