My story is about my fada and all my bruddas going to a football game at the old stadium. I can rememba i had jus got back from da service and us guys went decide we going watch the Kam vs Kaimuki High game.
We stay driving down King Street just past Waialae Ave when my fada been get stop by da red light. You have to imagine what my fada look like... dis guy is about 5ft 8in tall and weigh about 250 pds in dem days. My mada was no small wahine either... she arm wrestle you and broke your arm.
Anyway my fada was driving his old chevrolet and like i been say stop at da light when these budda heads went come up along side him. My fada used to like chew on dem big cigas and be spitting all the time... anyway he no look at who maybe near him so when he went go spit the kaka went go land on the budda heads arm in da ka next to him.
Wellllll... da budda head and his friends went get out of dea ka and was going hemmo my fada from his.. but befoa dey could do dat us keeds went jump out of our ka's since we was right behing our fada ... Three ka loads of us... my brudda's and I all kick in at about 275 -350 and no show too much fat back that time.. get six of us and about same amount ohana friends... let me tell you when the budda heads went look up at my brudda dicky and went see all of us standing behind him telling dem to get dea hands of my fada the budda heads eyeball like fall out. I believe he went suck his olo olo up his okole and make it.
I neva foget dat day. My fada just went shift da ka in gear and make believe nuttin went happen. When we all finally went reach Chunkys Drive Inn and went park the ka's we went make it to the stadium. All us brahs went surround my fada and mada like dey was the king and queen. No mess wit oua ohana !!
The one thing all of us could count on was the football games every friday and saturday. Wen came time for us go to da turkey games.. man dis was da big event!!!!!! Because me and some of my bruddas and planny ohana use to play ball. My favorite team to play against was punahou... I don't know why but these buggas was good !! Da right tackle franky I forget his name... I think it was Silva. He was too good. He would bust the lie and kick my okole everytime. If got pass this bugga i had it made... dis neva happen too often.
Wen I was not playing and only watching i used to love the boiled peanuts. My fada used to make me go buy dem all da time.
So anyways..get one moral to dis story: And dat is neva take fo'granted short fat hawaiian just because he olda dan u... you neva know who may be behind him. And eh by da way... i get planny budda head and pake friends so no take personal...
Postscript
Eh, deah stay one "Paul Harvey" side to dis story dat i wen foaget till i waz talkin to my bruddah earlier tonite. I wen fax him da story and wen he wen go get da buggah he wen azk me why i no wen tell uus guys bout da drivah of da ka leavin da ottah guys deah wit us bruddahs (to tell da kine truth i nevvah wen tink bout it till he wen remind me).
Anyhowz, us wen feel real sorry foah deez guys cuz we know dey nomoa ride to da football game and stay majjah scaid li'dat, so we wen go give deez guys one lift. Dey waz sittin in da ka so scaid kine like we waz goin take dem to da sugar cane fields and kill dem owa somting.
Anyhowz, we wen all turn out to be good kine friends lattah on and deez guys even uus to call my faddah pop's. To dis day us (Kenneth Hasegawa and Roy Arakaki) still da best of friends and deah keikes call me unco.
I nevvah knew wat wen evah happen between Kenneth, Roy and da ottah guys dat waz in da ka dat wen leev dem wit us.
Now u know "da rest of da story"
About Author
Chris "Skippy" Duponte was born on Oahu in Punaluu and raised in Palolo Valley. He went to Palolo Elementary, Jarrett Intermediate, Kaimuki and Kalani High Schools. His extended family of surnames Pinto, Souza, and Kapuniai all sprang from the late Helen Louise DuPonte, Skippy's mom.He joined the Navy in 1966 and ended up in Antarctica. He returned to Hawaii in 1969. In 1976 moved to Georgia. Skippy works for the Department of Defense in a civil service logistician ("eh.. make you scared.. like I get big brain or something"). He manages the Tanks for the Marine Corp. Skippy has been with the government for 24 years now. ("I have more diplomas and certificates than you can shake a stick at.. but this doesn't means you are smart.. it's just wall paper until you have common sense.") I am ready to retire and "live the life of Riley". He and his wife, Beverly, have four children Hanalei, Chris Jr., Ryan and Nicole.
