From the Portrait Gallery:
Dad with Loulu Palm (with a line from Orhan Pamuk)
I took the photo of Dad standing in front of a loulu fan palm
on the grounds of the Kamehameha Hotel in Kailua, Kona
near the waterfront. It’s not a great photo; it’s something
from what I have left—this is what makes it great. It must
have been 1986. The photo isn’t a close-up, but he’s clearly
smiling. At about 15 feet, the loulu palm towers over him.
I exhibit the photo here.
After mamane & perhaps koa, the loulu was one of Dad’s
favorite trees. He once expressed his desire to have a loulu
palm on his property near the summit of Kilauea volcano.
He was told flatly that loulu would not grow thousands
of feet above sea level. Dad obtained a young specimen,
planted it a few yards from his front door, christened
the palm “Lulu.” Over the years the loulu prospered, grew
to tower over him.
In the photo Dad is smiling about any number of things:
his beloved Lulu the Loulu up the mountain, his triumph
in having a palm grow where it should not be able to grow,
or in the fact that I am back for a visit & not lost to him.
Andrew Shattuck McBride
October 9, 2012
PaPoWriMo ~ 2012 *Day Thirteen Poem*