May 23, 1960- my dad survived a Tsunami in Hawaii. Sixty-one people died that day. A 9.5 magnitude earthquake had killed thousands in Chile the day prior. The 35ft surge damaged more than 500 homes and caused over $75 million in damages in Hilo(my birthplace). The Tsunami continued on to Japan and the Philipines killing over 160 more people.
The Calling on His Life:
Fast forward to today… My dad still has dreams about it. 1am in the morning. The water filling up his house. My grandpa saving his life by throwing him on a table. Who would have thought that my dad would later become an amazing mentor to thousands? Or become an amazing husband of 45 years? He also is an amazing father of 2 sons(me included lol) and currently has 4 grandchildren(mine lol). He plays the ukulele, drums, sings, types 100 wpm and rides his bike 5 miles a day to name a few things.
I have to say the greatest gift he gave me is his love and wisdom. He taught me what it is to be a man. A husband. A Father. I am so honored to call him DAD.
Sorry this blog post is sooooo short. I am tired of typing already!!! Just watch the interview and buy his book LOL! Mahalo nui!