Several times as we were driving along, Mom would ask whether I knew if we could go to the Papaikou Camp where here maternal grandparents lived. (I was able to find information for her about Halawa Camp where she was raised, so she thought I knew everything!) I suggested that we stop in at the Hawaii Plantation Museum in Papaikou to see if they knew anything; I was pretty sure if anyone would know it would be the curator of the museum. Here is one of the old signs that is in the museum, which is located in the old Onomea Sugar Company Store building.
Wayne, the founder & curator of the museum, knows A LOT about the Hawaii Island plantations & also has a lot of memorabilia from the sugar companies. He grew up on the plantation & most of his family worked on the plantation. The museum is a labor of love for him.
L to R: Glenn (volunteer), Wayne, & Mom. |
When Wayne found out that Mom's father worked for the Kohala Sugar Company he brought out one of their annual reports & found Grandpa's name! He's making a copy of the report and sending it to Mom.
Grandpa's name is 4th from the bottom in the column on the right. |
He also had a copy of the 1944 Hilo High School annual. We found Mom's senior photo! Guess which one is Mom. (Answer is in the caption.)
Answer: second row, second from left. |
Wayne did know the answer to Mom's question about Papaikou Camp. No, you can't get there any more. All the houses have been removed.
After we left the Hawaii Plantation Museum, we went to Alae Cemetery to put flowers at the grave site for the Mayahara side of the family. This is Mom's mother's side of the family. It's a good thing I had gone there with her a couple times in the last few years, the dementia has erased her memory of where it was.
From Alae Cemetery, its just a few minutes to Aunty Doris & Uncle Tom's house on the outskirts of Hilo. We went to lunch with them at the Sunlight Cafe, which is owned by a friend of theirs. Uncle Tom had their tempura shrimp platter, Aunty Doris & Mom had the grilled saba with mandoo, and I had the butterfish misoyaki with mandoo.
L to R: Uncle Tom, Aunty Doris, & Mom. |
By the time I was done with all that it was 5 pm and Mom was anxious to leave because she does not like to drive in the dark. More correctly, she does not like to be a passenger in a car being driven after dark. Not sure why, because she slept most of the way back. Which was good because it was also rainy, which she also does not like. My years of training in western Washington weather served me well. It was 6:30 and dark by the time we reached Waimea. I chose to go via the coast road rather than the mountain road, the rain subsided by Kawaihae and the rest of the drive home was dry. We reached the house by 7 pm.
After dinner I unpacked one of the boxes that I knew had some bedding. I had been rather cold the past 2 nights. I found an afghan that had been crocheted by Kai's paternal grandmother, I was warmer than I had been, but could still use a little more insulation. There are 2 other boxes with potential for blankets.
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