Me and my son Isaac about to scatter my parents ashes in Kailua Bay
My siblings and family observing from shore
In good spirits, final closure to a sad event
We also in island tradition placed some of their ashes under a newly planted Mango Tree on the land which they loved so much and raised us on so that a part of them would forever be here and nurture the growing tree just as they nurtured us in our growth.
My kid sis Iris adding her portion of Mom & Dad's ashes
My brother Bo watering the Mango Tree afterwards.
The whole gang after the ceremony kids and grandkids, and Waffles my Dad's faithful cat held by nephew Ben.
The following day I took my son Isaac, nephew from France Joffrey, and my BIL Mike to the range (I know my dad would have liked that). Joffrey if you recall LOVES anything to do with the old west, he has metal replicas of a Winchester 73, and a Colt Peacemaker. He was dying to finally shoot a "real" Winchester.
Here he is shooting my 94AE loaded with 38 Specials, he must have gone thru close to 100 rounds, he was in Winchester heaven.
My son Isaac shooting his 1916 Spanish Mauser (gift from Grampa) with newly installed Williams aperture sight a 100% improvement over the primitive stock rear sight (He's a happy camper now)
Finally, my bro-in-law Mike wanted to try my NEF Handi in 223 and he was pleasantly surprised at the accuracy of the inexpensive rifle.
Everyone has returned to their various homes far away and all is quiet again on the old homestead, I'm sure my parents would have approved.
