Visiting the Pink Flamingos, Colorful Macaws, Shimmering Koi Fish & Christmas Decorations at the Westin Resort on Kaanapali Beach

Christmas season in Maui truly makes for the most wonderful time of year. When Cecile and I entered the corridor of the Westin Resort and Spa, we found ourselves drawn to the the decorative wall of a Poinsettia and green Ivy wall h\edge with the the words Island of Maui on one side and Aloha on the other. I’m still not sure if it is a true living wall plant or a high quality artificial replica. After a quick breakfast at Starbucks, Cecile and I watched the graceful pink Flamingos that inhabit the large water pond and waterfall area. It is a joy to watch them stand on one leg and see their bodies reflected in the water.

While on a camera safari many years ago, I had the opportunity to see huge flocks of flamingos gather in the shallow soda lake in the Rift Valley. They blanketed the lake, giving the impression that you’ve just entered a real life Candy Land. The Westin also has some decorative big than life flamingos that are beautifully designed to complement the Christmas trees. We also visited with Kalako, a female Scarlet Macaw and Bob the Blue Macaw. Bob likes to hula and wave goodbye with his wing, while Kalako likes to say “hello” to guests and visitors. I had seen the shimmering Koi fish earlier on my own. We ended the morning with some shopping for the grandkids, and I bought a couple of caps and a shirt from Tommy Bahamas before heading back to our place a the Marriott Ocean Club.

Another Lazy Day in Paradise: Last Dinner with Jason Before He Returned Home

“Maui is a symphony of colors orchestrated by the setting sun.”—Author Unkown

After ten days together, our son Jason flew back to the mainland. The time went shockingly fast and we miss him already. I took a long walk on the beach, and around the Kaanapali golf course. Last evening we had our final island dinner with Jason at Longhis, the same place we had dinner when we first arrived. We have a lot of history with Longhis. Before we had kids, Cecile and I first began going to the restaurant when the late Bob Longhi opened his first established on Front Street in downtown Lahaina in 1976, a year after Cecile and I moved to California.

In early 2019 after 45 years in business they closed that location. They eventually opened up their latest restaurant at Maui Marriott Ocean Club on Kaanapali Beach where we have the same spacious 3 Bedroom, 3 Bath, Ocean Front Villa Timeshare with a full kitchen on the 5th floor that we bought before the Lahaina Tower was built. For dinner Jason had the Rigatoni Bolognese with Italian sausage, Maui Beef, Red Bell Peppers, Tomato, Fennel, Ricotta and a touch of hot pepper. Cecile and I shared the same Italian treat along with a Greek Salad with Bulgarian sheep’s Feta.

Hang Loose Gesture: What it Symbolizes and How it Came to Pass

“Hang loose,” “Right on,” “Thank you,” “Things are great,” “take it easy.,” “Chill”—in Hawaii, also known as the “Shaka sign,” expresses all those friendly messages and more. As the story goes, the gesture traces its origin back to the early 1900s, when Hamana Khalili worked at the Kahuku Sugar Mill, where working conditions on the plantations weren’t that great.

His job as a pressor was to feed cane through the rollers to squeeze out its juice. Once day, Kalili’s right hand got caught in the rollers, and his middle, index and ring fingers were crushed. After the accident, the plantation owners gave him a new job as the security officer for the train that used to run between Sunset Beach and Kaaawa State Beach. Part of his job was to prevent kids from jumping on the train and taking joyrides as it slowly approached and departed Kahuku Station. If Kalili saw mischievous kids trying to get on the train, he would yell and wave his hand to stop them. Of course that looked a bit strange since he had only two fingers on his right hand. The kids adopted the gesture; it became their signal to indicate Kalili was not around or not looking, and the coast was clear of them to jump on the train.

In Hawaii, everyone from keiki (child or youngster) to kipuna (grandparent, ancestor, honored elder or keeper of ancestral knowledge uses the Shaka to express friendship, gratitude, goodwill, encouragement and unity. A little wave of the hand spreads a lot of aloha.

Remembering Dad on the 6th Anniversary of His Passing: "A Tapestry of Love"

“Life has to end, love doesn’t.”—Mitch Albom

I remember the day I got the call from my sister Josie who resides in New Jersey. It was December 18, 2017. My family and I were vacationing in Maui—as we do every year at this time—to let me know our dad Frank, had died peacefully in his sleep. Our beloved mother Maria had died just four years earlier. Dad was 100 years old when he passed. Except for the last six months prior to his death, his mind was sharp as a tack. Dad had a colorful career.

His first job was at the Iconic Clam Broth House in Hoboken, NJ. He then signed up for the Civilian Conservation Corps (CCC) which was FDR’s work relief program. He also did two stints in the US Army, at Fort Sam Houston in San Antonio, TX, and Walter Reed Army Military Hospital in Bethesda, Maryland, thanks to his mentor and friend, Army Chaplain, Capt. William Walsh. He also served in the US Maritime Service in New London, CT., before returning to Civilian life. He married our mother Maria Micalizzi in 1947. They had me in 1950, followed by sister Josie, our late brother Michael, and brother Steve. Dad took a job at Janssen’s Dairy for 15 years, and subsequently worked at Maxwell House Coffee on the banks of the Hudson River. He was a Boy Scout Leader for 25 years; was installed as the Grand Knight of the Knights of Columbus, and was a member volunteer of the Elks Lodge No. 74, eventually becoming a life member.

In the twilight of his life, dad was honored by Dawn Zimmer, former Mayor of Hoboken, with a Proclamation for his many contributions to his community and his country. He was recognized publicly with a Senate Resolution sponsored by senator Brian Stack; and a laudatory resolution at the county level by the NJ Board of Chosen Freeholders, chaired by Anthony Romano, former Capt., of the Hoboken PD. Dad was also recognized by the Office of Veteran Affairs, and Catherine Macchi of the County Council on Aging who stated dad’s contributions were a “Legacy of Love.” Dad’s entire life was about love of nature and discovering the joy of giving to others.

Our Father Frank Augustine: A Tapestry of Love

"Beyond the 'Empty Chair' you left behind

A tapestry woven with love’s embrace.

Each thread a living memory, strong and true.

In the fabric of our hearts, your presence resides,

The laughter, the tears, the shared moments in time.

In each stitch, a love that abides.

Though you may not be physically here,

Your spirit fills the empty space,

And touch the threads of our bond,

I feel your love, a warm embrace.

The chair may stand vacant to be sure,

But your essence is never far,

For in this tapestry of our connection,

You live on, like a shining star.

We love you dad

Saying Goodbye to Beautiful Selina: Forever Loved & Forever Cherished

As we approached the Church of St. Mary, and again the Holy Cross cemetery in North Arlington where my goddaughter and niece Selina was laid to rest, we heard the mournful, reverent, and dignified sound of a solo bagpiper. It symbolizes the piper leading the departed to the Hereafter, yet stopping short of the Gate through which the piper cannot pass.

It’s been said that the loss of someone you love is immeasurable but so is the love left behind. Selina was a graduate of Centenary College receiving a bachelor's and master's degree’s in counseling psychology. She was a counselor for Bergen County Superior Court in Hackensack. According to her father and my brother-in-law Joseph McAllister, Selina’s real passion was horses. Selina owned many horses throughout the years. She showed horses professionally in both New Jersey and Idaho for 15 years. She also received many ribbons in competitive events. Selena is survived by her parents, Joseph, my sister Josephine Augustine McAllister, her loving daughter Zaila, and her brothers Joseph Jr., and Jake.

The most difficult realities that we—as a family—had to reconcile was Selina's tragic shortened lifespan. She was only 40 years old when she died, and the fact that it occurred on her beloved daughter Zaila’s 13th birthday, was too much to bear. The first thing that people notice about Selina (a variant of Selene meaning goddess) were her beautiful, radiant blue eyes and how her face lit up the room when she smiled. She had a huge capacity for kindness and empathy for others. She was feisty and outspoken at times, had a good sense of humor, and would do anything for anyone.

When a loved one dies it makes sense to turn to rituals to help us put our lives back together again. Grief is chaotic and disorienting. It rips our world apart. In fact, the word “bereaved" comes from the root word “reave,” which means to be robbed by force. The elements of a "healing funeral" are rituals that work together to restore order to our lives after everything is torn apart by the chaos and pain created by the death of someone who was much beloved.

What I love about funerals, is that they can heal a family torn apart by squabbles or misunderstandings. Bearing witness to the finite nature of life can spur loved ones to put life into perspective and let go of old grievances and simply share in their mutual grief. I was given the honor by Joe and Josie to deliver the eulogy at the Calhoun-Mania Funeral Home on their behalf. Then, there was attending the memorial mass at the beautiful Church of St. Mary in Rutherford, NJ, while the priest did the liturgy and readings, and administered the Holy Communion wafer.

During my flight home from Newark Airport to San Francisco, I was reminded of all that took place during the last few days. As I was waiting for the Uber driver to take me home, I was feeling melancholy, until I received a response from my Facebook post from Selina’s friend Gambel who shares with her husband Kevin Mccarthy that boosted my spirits: “Our hearts are broken too,” she said. “Selina loved and trusted her Uncle Dennis so much…this I know for sure,” she said. "She spoke of you often and always with love and respect. The same way she loved your brother Michael who passed and adored your brother Steve. My condolences to all.” Gambel added that her daughters have been Zaila’s best friends since they were 2 years old, and that she can assure me that she will do her very best to enhance Zaila’s life while keeping her mother’s love for her alive. Gambel was the sister of TJ Tarantino, Selina’s dear friend who passed away 1.5 years ago.

Postscript: The repast luncheon was hosted by the McAllisters at Mr Bruno and a private family dinner was hosted at PF Chang’s by my nephew Jake McAllister

Our Hearts Are Broken: Announcing the Loss of Our Niece and My Goddaughter Selina Marie Mcallister

(09-23-1983—12-28-2023):

The aspirational quote Selina shared with me on Christmas Eve called: Christmas gift suggestions:

“To your enemy, forgiveness; To an opponent, tolerance: To a friend, your heart; To a customer, service; To all, charity; To every child, a good example; To yourself, respect."

It was Friday, December 22, the last day of our vacation in Maui, when I noticed a text from our sweet niece Selina. We spoke by phone. We exchanged a few more texts when Cecile and I returned home, including some inspirational quotes. She was looking forward to seeing and having Christmas dinner with her family and especially her daughter Zaila, whom she loved dearly. The first thing that people noticed about Selina were her radiant blue eyes and how her face lit up the room when she smiled. Selina was blessed with a great many gifts. She was fun-loving, had a huge capacity for kindness, empathy for others, and love and support for family and friends.

Living on opposite coasts meant we didn’t get to see her as often as we would have liked. But, whether it was a text or phone call, these interactions were always filled with love and respect, and we always treasured the affectionate hugs and kisses when we did see her during our frequent trips to NJ. She was both my Goddaughter and my niece and she knew that we loved her and always wanted the best for her well-being, and we always felt the depth of her love. Sadly, she passed away on Zaila's birthday, at the age of 40. Selina, we love you, and you will be missed. May you Rest in Peace!

A Poem: She is Gone

“You can shed tears that she is gone, or you can smile because she has lived.

You can close your eyes and pray that she will come back, or you can open your

eyes and see all that she has left [in better times].

Your heart can be empty because you can’t see her, or you can be full of love that you shared.

You can turn your back on tomorrow and live yesterday, or you can be happy for tomorrow and live yesterday.

You can remember her and only that she is gone, or you can cherish her memory and let it live on.

You can cry and close your mind, be empty and turn your back, or you can do what she would want:

SMILE, OPEN YOUR EYES, LOVE AND GO ON LIVING!

Please Note: For Friends and Family living in NJ and wish to pay your respects, at the Calhoun Mania Funeral Home in Rutherford, NJ., here is the website link:

https://memorials.calhounmaniafuneralhome.com/.../5351492/

Exotic Bird Encounters with Kukui the Resident Cockatoo & an Elegant Egret & Audience of Finches Begging for Crumbs

“My brother birds, you should greatly praise your Creator…He gave you feathers to wear, wings to fly, and...a home in the purity of the air.”

—St Francis, patron saint of animals

During my walk to my yoga class studio in the open-air corridor, I saw Kukue, the resident Cockatoo for the last three years. He’s a favorite of kids and bird lovers like me alike. Growing up in New Jersey my father used to have a parakeet, a canary and later a parrot as pets. Kukui, who is 18 years old, born on the same day as our daughter Michelle (Dec. 3rd) used to live with his caretaker in Kauai until he passed away. As a result the General Manager at Maui Ocean Club brought him here. I generally pay him a visit. He loves to whistle and is able to repeat short rapid fire phrases. White Cockatoos are often seen as a symbol of freedom, grace, and beauty and in some indigenous cultures are believed to be a guardian spirit that watches over and protects its human family.

The other bird encounter occurred when Cecile and Jason went to get some coffee and a croissant at Starbucks at the "Beach Walk" at the Marriott Ocean Club. While there, a Maui egret landed on the edge of one of an empty chair and then hopped onto their table trying to pursue Jason’s croissant until Jason shooed it away. This provided a rare photo opportunity and Cecile didn’t hesitate. Having photographed egrets on the Serengeti Plain of Tanzania, the grounds of our gated-community, and at the salt marshes at Shoreline in Northern California, these elegant birds rarely get this close to humans. Some years ago while walking the beach trail here on Kaanapali we saw an egret gulping down a small mouse—whole. Bright and white, this long-legged beauty is often seen hunting moths on one of Maui’s many gold courses. They were originally brought to the islands by cattle ranchers for agricultural pest control in the late 1950s. Often called Cattle egrets, they feast on everything from crickets to toads, and don’t have to pay the high prices we pay for meals at ocean front restaurants:-)

The last encounter or should I say encounters (plural), was a flock of chirping finches that helicoptered down on my beach covered toes and legs while I was eating lunch. They are more playful and interactive with anyone that gives them the opportunity to snatch a few crumbs.

P.S. Whoops! And a Myna Bird

Jason Treated us to Dinner at Son’z Steakhouse at the Hyatt Regency Resort

Nestled in Kaanapali’s Hyatt Regency Maui Resort is Son’z Steakhouse, a family-owned fine gem. It overlooks the enchanting Swan Court lagoon and waterfall where you’re likely to see swans, ducks, and pink flamingoes during the day. This evening there was also a waxing crescent moon. This elegant eatery offers a selection of prime steaks and fresh local seafood.

Cecile and Jason had Mai Tai’s and I had a glass of Obsidian Ridge Cabernet Sauvignon and we shared shared a platter of fried Pork and Vegetable Dumplings alongside pickled vegetables and Cilantro Sweet Thai Chili Sauce as our appetizer..

For our entrees, Cecile had a GREEK MAUI WOWIE, which included Romaine lettuce, hearts of palm, feta cheese, avocado, onion, tomato, and Shrimp; and Jason and I ordered the Filet Mignon. We all shared sides of Crispy Brussels Sprouts with bacon and parmesan; Roasted Garlic Mashed Potatoes; Bacon Mac & Cheese, and Sautéed Spinach & Onions. The food was exceptional.

We ended our dinner with a Warm Chocolate Flourless Cake with warm Fudge, Vanilla Ice Cream and Fresh Berries.

Sunset Dinner at the Hula Grill on the Kaanapali Waterfront with Cecile & our Son Jason

Maui is home to several great restaurants serving both local and international cuisines. One of the most popular in West Maui is the Hula Grill. The beachside eatery is located in Whaler’s Village a two-level shopping mall in the heart of Kaanapali Beach. It has open-air tables that open to the gorgeous views of the Pacific Ocean and a bustling open-air kitchen which is a sight to see. The vibe is truly romantic, especially at sunset. It is a wonderful place for people watching. Across the Hula Grill is their bar named the Barefoot Bar for more casual dining area with a different menu and live music. The bar features thatched-roof umbrellas with tiki lamps flickering from the ocean breeze.

Jason ordered his favorite Akamai Tai cocktail and I had the hula Hefeweizen beer to go along with Kabocha Pumpkin hummus with chilled seasonal veggies and wood oven baked naan bread for the table. Cecile, Jason and I had Fresh Tomato Soup and surfing goat cheese focaccia crostini. For our entrees, we collectively had Wood Grilled Mahi-Mahi & local veggies and Kiave Roasted Chicken with rosemary mashed potatoes and balsamic onions. For Dessert we shared the Famous, Heavenly, Hula Grill Ice Cream Pie. It is served on a plate with the name on it, and engraved on fork-edged spoons.

Postscript: The back entrance to Whaler’s Village has a large Sculpture of a female Humpback Whale with the suckling of twin calves which is a rare occurrence that was drawn and documented by Captain Charles Melville Scammon, an explorer and naturalist, in his book “Marine Mammals” in 1874. Whalers Village Museum has adopted this event as its symbol of tribute to Hawaii’s State Marine Mammal, the Humpback Whale.

My Daily Aloha Inspired Yoga Class at Club Thrive Studio in Maui

“Within you, there is a stillness and a sanctuary to which you can retreat at any time and be yourself.” —Hermann Hesse

I’ve had the same two teachers for all the many years we have vacationed at the Maui Marriott Ocean Club where classes are complimentary. Today, I had the opportunity to take a restorative yoga class with a new teacher, named Sophie from Houston, Texas who joined the team last February.

In Hawaii, aloha is more than just a greeting, it is a way of life, especially when it comes to yoga. The first part of aloha (alo) means ‘to be with.’ The second and the (ha) means 'breath. Placing them together it means the presence of breath. In yoga practice to be with one’s own breath is the foundation of yoga and meditation practice. When we begin to pay attention to our breath and recognize we are exchanging it with those around us, we notice we are all connected at the most intimate level of life, and sense the interplay of being both human and Divine.

In our final series of relaxation poses Sophie had us apply a sensorially pleasing, skin-soothing sheet mask, that we chose before class. Yesterday, I chose a premium lavender and today berry. There are cutouts for the eyes, nose and mouth. There is nothing like incorporating a Spa treatment with a restorative or gentle yoga class. Ahhhhhh! I can get used to this:)

Dinner at the Exotic Japengo Restaurant at the Hyatt Regency Maui Resort & Spa Overlooking Ka’anapali Beach

Over the years, Japengo has been one of our favorite places to dine. It draws Inspiration from Hawaii’s freshest locally grown ingredients, coupled with exotic flavors from the Pacific Rim. The restaurant is ideally situated along the famed Ka’anapali beach and overlooks the island of Lana’i with panoramic views of the Pacific Ocean. Japengo has been recognized for “Best Asian Cuisine” and “Best Sushi” by the readers of Maui No Ka ‘Oi Magazine 2022.

For starters, Cecile, Jason and I shared and order of Thai Style Chicken Lettuce Cups and Pork Belly Bao Buns. For our entrees, Jason had the Pork Tenderloin Tonkatsu with guava katsu, and guava sauce, and a side of Lavender Honey Heirloom carrots. Cecile had a Japengo Salad, and I enjoyed a Stir Fried Vegetable & Tofu dish with Chinese cabbage, mushrooms, tamari, snow peas, tomatoes and a side of Jasmine rice. For dessert we shared a Ka’anapali Pie: brownie crust, banana, macadamia nut ice cream whipped cream and caramel & chocolate sauces.

Aloha & Happy Birthday from Maui to My Dear Sister Josie in New Jersey

Dear sis, in childhood, we never really understood the gift wrapped up in a greater plan. Time has taught us about the bond of love, and through that love we have chosen friendship. We have learned together, sharing the good times and the challenging times, and no matter what, there has always been love. We are like branches of a tree. We all grow in different directions, yet our roots remain as one. Side by side, or miles apart we will always be connected by heart. Whenever you feel overwhelmed, remember whose sister you are. Learn to dance in the rain, be brave—like you were when you took the bull by the horns when you mounted that Long Horn Steer in Fort Worth, Texas Stockyards before our nephew Michael and Lauren’s wedding two years ago:-). That was no Jersey milk cow, to be shore. See photo! You will always be my sister, and my friend forever, and I pray that God will always watch over you, comfort you, and protect you from any harm.

Love,

Dennis & Cecile & Family,

P.S. Some Memorable photos from the past

Back at Marriott's Maui Ocean Club for our Annual Vacation on Kaanapali Beach

Cecile and I felt a deep connection to this island the moment we set foot on it almost 50 years ago. This is the first time we’ve been back to our resort property since the historic town of Lahaina was consumed by a raging, catastrophic wildfire leaving acres of scorched earth in its path. We did the best we could to support the people on Maui by hiving financial support to three organizations including the Marriott itself who set up a matching funds drive. Tourists have been encouraged to return to help the island get back on its feet.

After our arrival, we went to Safeway in Lahaina which survived the wildfire, and were greeted by a rooster, chickens and doves searching for food on one of the parking lot islands right in front of the store. We loaded up on groceries and proceeded to our resort. We had an early dinner at Longhi's restaurant, a longtime favorite. We shared an appetizer of fried Calamari. Cecile had a Greek Salad, our son Jason had Rigatoni Pasta with sausage, and a side of steamed spinach. I had a filet of carefree chicken, Masala-style with mashed potatoes.

I saw what I was told was the Hawaiian state flag pitched into the beach (upside down, I may add) and rippling in the wind. It curiously resembled the Union Jack of Great Britain. It turns out that many of King Kamehameha’s advisors were British and the islands were once placed under England’s protection. The sun was setting the most beautiful way and we couldn’t wait for Maui to work its magic on us during our stay

Lyla & Emmy Making Challah and Berry Crisp for Hanukkah After Preschool

“May the lights of Hanukkah usher in a better world for all humankind.” —Author Unknown

Yesterday, afternoon was Cecile’s and my turn to pick up our granddaughters Lyla and Emmy after preschool. We have them on Mondays and Thursdays. The first thing we do when we take them to our home is to have them wash their hands and we prepare some healthy snacks for them to eat. Lyla loves to help her Nonnie Cecile make and bake. Since it was a special day—the first day of Hanukkah, in addition to their usual snacks—helped their Nonnie make a very low sugar Berry Crisp. Emmy likes to be read to during her snack so I read "Hanukkah in Little Havana," and later Cecile read "Bubbie & Rivka’s Best-Ever Challah." Lyla who will be five soon, has been baking with her Nonnie since she was two years old. She once told Cecile, “we’ve been baking together a long time.” It appears that Emmy will be following in her big sister’s footsteps. This ritual makes for some very special time together and some very yummy Challah.

Speaking of Challah, the photos of Lyla making a braided Challah bread with her Nonnie Cecile was on a recent Friday Shabbat. It was so amazing how she is able to create the braids on her own accord. I can see how it gives her a sense of pride and accomplishment.

Cecile lit the shamash or Shammus candle which is the “helper candle.” It is the ninth candle for the Hanukkah menorah. Cecile then helped the girls use the helper candle to light one additional candle for the first day of Hanukkah. Then it was it was gift time, and the girls joyishly open their gift bags.

Hanukkah Message for 2023: Light Over Darkness & Redemptive Triumph For a Lasting Peace

"The Hanukkah lights are purely spiritual and solely for our metaphysical enjoyment…avoid the urge to rush into presents... Sit and enjoy the candles. Take a deep breath, relax, converse with family and friends, or just sit alone and ponder the simple everyday gifts we get from our Creator. Most importantly, use the holy moments to rekindle your own dreams.”

—Sam Glaser, performer, composer, producer in LA

My wife Cecile and our family would agree, this Hanukkah which begins on the eve of December 7, is about the freedom to be Jewish and the light of Jewish identity and commitment and the eternal survival of the Jewish people. The holiday commemorates the rededication of the Temple of Jerusalem in the 2nd century B.C., by a small group of Jewish warriors (The Maccabees) after they defeated much larger Greek armies. History tends to repeat itself. Due to the Israel-Hamas war, and rapidly worldwide rising antisemitism, there is cloud of sadness and sobriety taking place. Some Jewish leaders believe that Hanukkah is needed now more than ever. Hanukkah celebrations around the globe this year include public menorah lightings, where a candle on a nine-branched candelabrum is lit during the eight-day Hanukkah season. We will celebrate Hanukkah peacefully and quietly.

The proximate cause of this war began after Hamas (means violence in Hebrew), a terrorist organization viciously attacked Israel, killing about 1,200 people and taking around 240 hostages. Those captured were civilians from kibbutzim that were attending a musical festival celebrating peace. They were uprooted, and many of them were raped, burned, and slaughtered, including babies and the elderly. It was the worst massacre of Jewish people since the Holocaust. Hamas and Hezbollah launched missiles into IsraelI. In retaliation, Israel bombed the Gaza Strip, where Hamas used their people as human shields near and under schools and hospitals, that sadly resulted in over 15,000 casualties including women and children. Hamas’ still threatens to repeat the atrocities of Israeli civilians and their charter calls for the annihilation of Israel and its people. There was a ceasefire, humanitarian aid resumed for the Palestinians, and prisoner exchanges which was broken by Hamas and the war has resumed. As Golda Meir, the fourth prime minister of Israel (1969 to 1974) said, “You can’t negotiate peace with somebody who has come to kill you."

THE RESOLVE OF ISRAEL & PLEDGES FOR A REDEMPTIVE TRIUMPH OVER HAMAS

Maayan Schoen, Atlanta Jewish Times, a Yale University graduate, current chief of staff for the deputy mayor of Jerusalem wrote:

“Our seers were simple oracles who revealed the future, making known an inescapable reality. They were reluctant, sometimes defiant…of what might come to be…They prophesied the worse of what was to come, as well as the comfort that would follow…The worst of that was to come: we saw...on October 7th. We were captured. We were uprooted. We were raped and slaughtered…There is scant comfort these days until every hostage is able to be embraced by their family…We pray and petition for the return of our remaining captives, but it is actually in our hands to restore ourselves to the land…let us pursue this destiny, we will never be uprooted again.”

Celebrating Michelle's Birthday at “Fantasy of Lights" & Dinner at Aldo’s

Little girls are the nicest things that happen to people. They are born with a little bit of angel shine about them…”—Alan Beck

No matter how old Michelle gets, she will always be our little girl. She is forever beautiful, loving, and caring and has been full of light since the day she was born; so much so that Cecile chose a separate Hebrew name “Hila,” for her, that was taken from Jewish mystical sources which means “Halo of Glowing Light.” Of course, thanks to Michelle and Kyle we have two granddaughters, Lyla and Emmy, who are also the light of our lives, proving the age old adage that "the precious fruit doesn’t fall far from the tree."

With so much light it was only fitting that we celebrate Michelle’s birthday at the 25th Anniversary of the “Fantasy of Lights,” last evening that began at 4PM, thanks to Kim and Al Chien who purchased the tickets ahead of time before they sold out. We took a shuttle from Netflix Headquarters to Vasona Lake County Park, where we strolled (1.5 miles one way) through large animated displays like an erupting volcano at the Dinosaur Den, cheer on Santa shooting hoops, wave at a pen of playful penguins, duck blazing Pirate Cannons and sauntering through tunnels of moving lights. The Fantasy of Lights has become a cherished holiday tradition, bigger, better and brighter than ever before thanks to environmentally friendly LED lighting. I must say, not only were Lyla and Emmy were mesmerized, but us adults as well.

Though there was plenty of good food trucks and places to sit, Cecile had already made reservations for Michelle’s birthday dinner at Aldo’s Italian Restaurant. We secured a large intimate table away from the crowded, and boisterous main dining room. Cecile and I took the first shuttle bus back and ordered three platters of antipasto before the main course. The food was outstanding, and by 8:30 Lyla and Emmy were getting sleepy eyed, so we called it a night, and a wonderful evening it was.

Possible Disaster Averted and I Was Forced to Buy a New Bike: "All's Well That Ends Well"

We’ve all know the phrase, 'All’s well that ends well,’ which can best be summarized as follows: if the outcome of a situation or undertaking is a happy one, that makes up for any earlier unpleasantry or difficulty. My friend Bill and I had made plans to upload our bikes on his new bike rack and head to Shoreline that is all open land as far as the eye can see and devoid of any cars. Those plans were panned due to logistical problems so we settled for a local ride to the Lexington Reservoir. We took the Los Gatos Creek trail which eventually leads to a dirt and gravel path and a steep incline. There is another steep incline that took us to the waters edge. Again, no problem. When I attempted to go further there was a shearing noise in electric motor, and I got a sinking feeling in my stomach. Something was wrong and the same thing happened to Bill, who has the same Specialized bike as I do. We decided to head back. Bill suggested I shift to a gear that would be less taxing for the motor. Fortunately, much of the ride back was downhill. Three quarters of the way back we parted ways and I managed to get the bike to Wheel Away Cycle Center in Campbell.

Bill told me to call him if I get stuck. I called Cecile, and asked her to meet me at the shop. I had to walk the bike uphill a few times, I was a bit winded because the pedal-assist function was compromised. But, luckily I made it to the shop and was advised I needed a new motor. It turned out that it would be cheaper if I bought a new bike. I had over 5500 miles on my bike, I didn’t qualify for a warranty, and I would get nothing for the trade-in. Yikes! What should I do? After consulting with Bill and our friend Jimi, taking a test ride, I decided to purchase a new bike. Fortunately, the prices were heavily discounted on all new bikes due to a glut on the market. So I bit the bullet, and bought a new red Specialized Como 4.0. Cecile and I had at late lunch Burger Lounge at 2PM, and headed home. Before the close, Bill drove me back to Wheel Away to pick up my new bike and old bike.

It’s funny how the mind rationalizes one’s dilemma and decisions that must be made. The truth of the matter things could have been worse. I could have been severely compromised had Bill and I went to Shoreline, and I could have been stuck or at risk had we gone around the Lexington Reservoir at much higher grades in the Santa Cruz Mountains. Yes, Bill could have gone home to get his SUV, but it was cold out, the road is narrow, and there is no place to sit or rest. I thought of my late dad who when faced with a dilemma or an illness would say “it could have been worse.”

As I reframed the situation, I got a lot of pleasure and my money’s worth with my old bike and I love my new purchase.

“Alls well that ends well,” became my reality. The previous challenges were long forgotten and the outcome was a happy one.

Spotting the Black-Crowned Night Heron & a Great Blue Heron in Flight

I had two heron sightings—a day apart this past week. One was the black-crowned night-heron (aka: black-capped night-heron), a medium-sized heron that I spotted in the marsh beds at the Los Gatos County Park while on a bike ride. They don’t fit the typical body form of the heron family. They are relatively stocky with shorter bills, legs, and necks than their familiar cousins, the white egrets and larger “day” herons. These birds like their tall and bigger herons stand still at the water’s edge and wait to ambush prey, mainly at night or early morning.

I spotted the larger great blue heron while walking Jason’s dog Daisy around the lake near our townhome in Los Gatos. The first encounter had been unexpected. It was hidden from sight when I heard the flapping of its’ wings, as it quickly took flight to the other side of the lake. At first, I saw it as a missed opportunity to photograph it. I then decided to follow it where it had landed about a few hundred feet away. Daisy and I walked on a small path close to the water’s edge behind a large section of reeds without being seen or heard. I first took some still shots, and based on previous experiences, prepared myself to photograph it when it took flight, which it did as Daisy and I inched closer. The great blue heron is the largest heron native to North America. Its wingspan ranges between 66-79 inches.

Postscript: All across various traditions, the blue heron has been known as a spiritually gifted animal that brings deep wisdom from the gods to man, while the black crowned night-heron is associated with solitude, self-reflection, resilience, grace and inner strength.

A Beautiful Sunset and a Full Moon During a Late Afternoon Bike Ride

It was a really cold and breezy yesterday afternoon. But, I was dressed for the occasion with three layers of clothing under my yellow windbreaker. When I was three quarters into my ride around Vasona Reservoir (an artificial lake), the sun was beginning to set and I saw streaks of orange/yellow blend into the clouds above the Santa Cruz Mountains. It reflected beautifully onto the lake. Two women saw me taking photographs and one of them alerting me to the fact that just ahead there was a full moon. Well, the actually full moon occurred today, November 27, at 4:16 a.m. EST. Nevertheless, to the casual stargazer it does appear full before and after its peak. November’s full moon is known as the Beaver Moon, according to the Old Farmer’s Almanac, that my late dad used to cite to me when I was a kid.

Postscript: When the moon is full at this times of year, it's just about directly opposite the sun in the sky as it sets. They’re not technically happening at exactly the same time, but from the vantage point of us mortals on Earth, it appears so. What I was really witnessing, was three astronomical events: sunset, moonrise and a full moon, and it was grand

Revisiting The Montalvo Arts Center: A Serene Place of Refuge

I biked up the steep incline to the Montalvo Arts Center, also known as the iconic Villa Montalvo, an estate-turned-public park nestled in the Saratoga foothills. There are beautiful gardens, artwork, sculptures scattered throughout the grounds, and hiking trails that lead to a redwood forest. Back in the day, members of my watercolor group: The "Saratoga Community of Painters," use to paint our renderings of Villa Montalvo. We even showcased our work at our own art show sponsored by Montalvo Art Center. My expectations for selling my work were low. But, I was honored when the director of that event bought one of my paintings. It has since become a quiet refuge that is just a bike ride away. This time, instead of just riding up and through the grounds, I stopped to admire all the artwork and sculptures in all the nooks and crannies. The day before Thanksgiving I went just after lunchtime and virtually had it all to myself. There were a couple of people quietly doing Tai Chi and walking meditation.

The hiking trails are free and picnics on the wider, sloping Great Lawn in front of a magnificent villa are allowed. The Montalvo Arts Center is the former country estate of James Duval Phelan, the former mayor of San Francisco and U.S. Senator is maintained by Santa Clara Parks. The name “Montalvo” is an homage to Garci Ordonez de Montalvo, a Spanish author credited with creating the name “California.” In the 16th century, Montalvo wrote a famous novel set on a mythical, treasure-laden island called California.” Phelan named his estate to “Villa Montalvo,” to honor the author Montalvo for the origin of the state’s name and to link his estate to California’s past.

Throughout the Montalvo Arts Center are images of griffins, a mythic cross between a lion and an eagle. They were considered the pets and protectors of strong women rulers in Montalvo’s novel. It was also a way for Phelan to further deepen the connection to Montalvo’s story, imagining the griffins watching over his country estate. Two griffins or pedestals mark the entrance to Montalvo Road. There is also a Mermaid Pond and a blue sculpture created by Los Angeles-based artist Kenny Scharf, that combines elements of nature with cartoon-like designs. Thenn there is the Italianate Garden gates that opens onto a brick walkway lined with Italian cypress trees, that lead directly to the Love Temple, a gazebo with satyrs grabbing hold of a basin. The statue of Venus that used be above them was vandalized and later destroyed as well in the 1989 Loma Prieta Earthquake.

Closer to Villa Montalvo is a large group of birdhouses wrapped around a cedar tree, called the Control Tower by Cameron Hockenson, an alumnus of the Lucas Artist Residency Program at Montalvo Arts Center. The art work honors the loss of songbirds. The estate itself was built in 1912.