My mom Poakalani was a great story teller. She loved to talk about “HER” good old days; especially growing up with her sister Danette and cousin Francene and of course her home on School Street. She would reminisce about how they would dare each other to walk through Oahu cemetery at night and pick the Make Man flowers that grew there. Of course my mom would always win because she was never afraid of that cemetery believing her family who were buried there would keep her safe. And the Make Man(Dead Man) flower… was the plumeria blossoms given that nick name only because it grew in many of the island cemeteries. 45″ x 45″ Designed by John Serrao/ js636-bk6