About 5
hours into every flight to Hawaii I start looking out the window. I strain to see
through the clouds looking for that most familiar of all landmarks,
Diamondhead. When I see it, I know I'm home. Andy Cummings wrote the
song, "Waikiki" on a cold, foggy night in Lansing, Michigan. He wanted to
go back to the Islands.
I know how Mr. Cummings felt. (Aloha Joe) |