Most of my trips were solo affairs, with the few times I met up with a son or daughter a wonderful bonus.
But I knew from the start that traveling to Hawaii simply to attend Mass wasn’t practical. Or fair to the rest of Clan Markham. Thus, when I made my 50th stop at our 50th state, the entire family ultimately joined me on the journey.
It was a wonderful week. Not even the COVID that four of us came down with on the island was enough to spoil the experience. And the family thoroughly enjoyed the visit to St. Rita, where we experienced the Mass in Hawaiian and met some truly great people (one of whom insisted he take a photo of me outside the church, seen below).
As with my previous trip, I’ll include both sightseeing and Mass photos to document the experience.
Father Kim, who was nearing retirement when I attended the Hawaiian Mass at St. Rita.