An Extra-special Paper Delivery
Wednesday - May 26, 2010
My 11-year-old daughter was on the cover of the Kids’ Day special edition of the Honolulu Advertiser for a poem she wrote in school. Not realizing those newspapers were only sold on the streets, I went to several places looking for extra copies to send to relatives on the Mainland.
I called the Advertiser switchboard the following day, and a very friendly lady named Dana Morey answered. I told her about my situation and asked if there were any more copies available, and, after attempting to link me up with the person in charge (who was not in), Dana came back on the line and graciously offered to grab some for me and deliver them in person (she lives in Kaneohe and I live in Kailua). I had the pleasure of meeting Dana briefly in Aikahi, where she presented me with six additional copies.
I can’t say enough about this simple act of kindness and embodiment of the aloha spirit. It would have been very easy for Dana to tell me I was out of luck, but she went out of her way on her own initiative, much to the good fortune and gratitude of my entire family. I realize our island newspapers are going through a difficult period of transition, but people like Dana Morey make me confident that, with employees like that, anything is possible.
Dana Morey has been a telephone operator at the Advertiser for 16 years. She says her gesture was convenient for all involved, so “Why not? He was a very nice man, a Marine stationed at Kaneohe, in the military 20 years. His family loves Hawaii, and they want to live here permanently. It was on my way home and I didn’t want him to have to come to town to get the papers.”
There are many large, rectangular dugouts filled with dirt and uneven cuts of cement and rocks near the restaurants on the ewa end, canal side of Chinese Cultural Plaza. I stepped in one of those and was hurled in front of Royal Kitchen. I thanked two senior Chinese women angels who came to my aid. In my shock, I failed to get their names. They had comeunning from the table where they were having lunch.
With a sprained ankle, I hobbled to get my grandchildren from their Mandarin class. We walked to the bus stop and caught the 54 to Pearl City. The driver, another precious angel, loaned me his ice-cold water bottle to ice my ankle until we got home. He helped my grandchildren off the bus right in front of our driveway. I truly appreciate his tremendous caring and aloha support.
Your bus driver that day was John Kalauawa. TheBus thanks you for publicly acknowledging John’s gestures of kindness to you and your grandchildren.
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