Out at Black Rock on a Saturday morning, I stopped you in the middle of your solo outrigger exercise to ask if you would transport the trash I’d collected from that tiny beach around the north side (the bag was made of paper, so I couldn’t swim it back to shore). You were exceptionally kind! You stopped right away, paddled into the cove and waited patiently for me to swim the trash out to you. You held the bag on your lap and paddled off. I thanked you then, but I wanted to take a moment to tell everyone else how stellar you were, too. Your decision to help meant a lot and I was much obliged. Malama i ke kai, a malama ke kai ia oe! Mahalo nui loa!
Illustration: Ron Pitts