Your humor, your heart, your loving spirit and soul — holding your hand was like holding the hand of Aloha. Everything about you reminded me of the beauty of Hawai’i. From the warmth of your skin to the brightness of your sincere smile; from the height of your humor to the depths of your care and concern; you were everything extreme in all directions about love.

As I read through our pages, from “The Moon” to Honolulu to Lihue and back, the one thing that stands out most is our laughter. We shared so much aloha . . . but laughter is where we met. Laughter is what kept us going. And laughter is what kept us close even as we drifted apart. We will always have aloha between us, for you are aloha and you brought it out in me . . . but it is the deep and joyful laughter I feel the most, as I journey my way back through you.