As soon as they did we would help carry food, lawn chairs, coolers and whatever else that was needed for our family picnic. Soon the Auntie's, Uncles and all the cousins would arrive. The cooking began and the laughter was soon to follow, all kids would run over to the playground or play with the balls and sports equipment that they brought with them. It always started with playing catch... then soon we were playing 3 flies up or 500 with a dozen or so kids and grown ups.
Then the call for lunch, and we'd gather ourselves for a word of prayer. Ah then we had a feast fit for a king... there were hot dogs, hamburgers, potato chips, three or four different potato salads, soda pop, the kind you needed a can opener to pierce a triangle shape hole at the top. Then there was Auntie Lucy's Pulingi mmmmm. Of course there were other items for desert. After everyone was full, it was time to sit and chat, take a nap, or break out the ukuleles and guitars and start singing. When the after lunch rest was done; something that resembled a softball game started, with cheering and laughter at errant throws, missed catches, and collisions and over all a wonderful time was had by all.
Soon we all needed a time out to rest... next thing you know it was time to pack up our things and help each family load up their cars... during which time hugs and kisses, laughter and waves good bye were exchanged.
All and all a great time we had by all. This we did year in and year out. I really had fun back then as I now recall those special days. Those of us in the 2nd and 3rd generation groups, I hope you can still recall those days as well. To be honest I really miss those special times of my youth.
By Henry Mataalii Jr.