Bird Watcher

Bird Watcher            My grandfather drove his 59 Chevy Impala and us every Sunday to the church in Nuuanu.  It was a long and boring ride on the road from Wahiawa that took us alongside cane fields.   If I was lucky, I’d see long-legged white birds, high stepping and pecking here and there looking for…

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