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A Family Hawaiian Wedding by Dick Cooper This is not an easy father’s confession: My only son Jason and I have not been close for years. We have been separated by a continent and an ocean since he moved to Hawaii when he was 25. We have always loved each other, but I don’t think we have been in the same room for more than 15 days in the last two decades. We have lived our adult lives in different worlds. I spent much of mine trying to climb the ladder of ambition, and he spent much of his looking for great waves and beautiful beaches. Somehow, nine years had slipped away without seeing each other. Jason’s last trip off the Island had been to stand up for me when Pat and I got married in 2005. I came to grips with that time gap when I opened the mail in late April and found the invitation to his June wedding on the North Shore of Oahu. He had texted me right after he and Chiseko were married in a small private ceremony in November, but now they were inviting family and friends to come to Hawaii in June to celebrate their union in a more “formal” setting. I use the word “formal” loosely and will explain later. “Dad, Chiseko’s mother, sister and friend are f lying in from Japan

Dick and his son Jason on the beach before the wedding. for the wedding,” Jason said in a phone call. “We will be there,” I replied. Pat and I had already mapped out our limited summer vacation days filled with quick trips to Michigan to v isit my 92-year- old mot her and long weekends cruising the Chesapeake Bay on our sailboat. Those plans went out the window, and with some fast reshuffling, Pat, who arranges executive travel for a living, had us booked on round-trip, non-stop flights from Dulles to Honolulu. The tickets were expensive, but we only had a six-day window, so it made no sense to spend valuable time connecting through other airports to save money. The challenging part came when 27

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