no ho`i e...
of life is wound but once
And no man has the power
To tell just when the hands will stop
At late or early hour.
To lose one's
wealth is sad indeed
To lose one's health is more
To lose one's soul is such a loss
As no man can restore.
The present only
is our own,
Live, laugh and toil with a will,
Place no faith in tomorrow,
For the clock may then be still."
~ Author Unknown, Life's
Previous entry: Dennis
Pavao: Reminiscences: F, 01/18/02
Last night, before I
went to bed, I checked in on the Hawaiian music newsgroup to read
Aloha to all:
Well, it looks like I get the unfortunate task of passing this along.
According to KPOA and KNUI radio stations here on Maui, Dennis Pavao has
passed away today. They have been doing musical tributes off and on all day.
Their choice of words during the morning hours certainly let us know this
was immanent. Now it has been confirmed.
The angelic voice of Dennis Pavao
now sings with the angels.
With age comes the
increased familiarity with death and loss, and the knowledge that
sudden loss is always more painful. Dennis' coma has tempered the shock of his passing. That coma served as a gradient that
me to now deal with the reality that he has moved on.
I was braced.
As the shock of Dennis
Pavao's passing reverberates in the Hawaiian music community and
among his countless fans, I join childhood friends who knew Dennis
before he became a famous musician -- who were his earliest and most
ardent fans -- in grieving over the loss of one of our own.
One of "us"
has moved on -- the second in our small class -- and we will
not meet again on this good Earth. In the meantime, we are left
with cherished memories of Dennis. I will remember him
as an unassuming young boy -- on the quiet side -- from
Kalapana, who miraculously created a place for himself among the
firmament of Hawaiian music stars.
The briefness of our
time here is impressed upon me once more. Those precious souls we
love will not forever be there to visit, write, call, email, or simply
exist comfortably out of our sight, yet still within reach.
There will not be
Dennis Pavao concert. Another Dennis Pavao CD. No next
class reunion with Dennis. But Dennis will never be gone from us,
as a part of him -- his soul -- lives on in each of us and in his
music. So I speak to you,
Dennis, not in the third person, but directly:
Dennis, you gave us
your all in your music and we are the beneficiaries. For it is
your music and the memory of your smile that will continue to
enrich our lives. Whatever sadness we
might feel over your passing, it is tempered by your insistence in
your music and life -- and your joking -- that we turn
ourselves to joy. I am reminded of George Harrison's exhortation
on his "All Things Must Pass" CD:
It can hit you
It can hurt you
Make you sore and what is more
That is not what you are here for.
Knowing you, your
joyful spirit, and your joy for life, I'd like to think that you'd
agree with me: That's good advice. But the news of your
passing is still fresh, and sadness hits me hard. I
hurt. I am sore. But it is sage advice. I will
remember it and take it to heart another day.
Dennis, as Rich
Shipley put it so beautifully, you now sing with the angels.
I will listen for your sweet falsetto and the rustle of your
"Life is a Gift."
only is our own,
Live, laugh and toil with a will."
Your classmate and
friend, me ke Aloha,
only gift is a portion of thyself..."
Ralph Waldo Emerson