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Return to Youth in Kalaupapa

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By Father Pat Killilea, St. Francis Church, Kalaupapa

They were waiting for me in the clearing at the foot of the Kalaupapa trail when I drove up in my Paddy Wagon. It had taken these young people and their adult adviser a casual hour and a half to hike from topside Molokai to Kalaupapa. It was obvious that this quintet of teens and their adviser, Mr. Edgar Alvarez, from St. Damien Parish in Kaunakakai were excited about their visit to our unique settlement, the land of Saints Damien and Marianne.

Shortly thereafter back at the parish house, I learned that a couple of the girls were members of the Farmers’ Basketball team who represented Molokai High School so honorably on the court in recent weeks. Now while basketball is my favorite American sport, I hesitated to share that with them. I played a lot of basketball in my younger years (just a few years ago), but the only time I got a bloody nose on the court was when I dared to take on two high school girls. They were as tenacious and fierce as mountain lions.

After the young people and Mr. Alvarez had a chance to unwind a little bit, we set out on the 2.6 mile journey to St. Philomena, the church built by Father Damien in Kalawao. The young people were impressed by the church and enjoyed visiting in this church built by St. Damien during his last months and weeks on this earth. Then it was time for me to share some words on Damien’s leadership and legacy as part of a documentary these daughters and sons of Molokai are making for a school project. I hope my hair was in place for the video!

Our next stop was at the landing in Judd Park where several cameras got a thorough workout, after which we ate lunch. The high spirits continued as we hiked up to the Kauhako crater on the way back to Kalaupapa town. I enjoy taking young people up to the crater (after I ask them not to horse around), but I must confess that there are times when these legs of mine are saying, “Oh no! Not today.”

Someone once said that, “the only way to bring back your youth is to take the car keys away from him or her.” Having turned 71 (going on 17) one week prior to the visit by these lively young people from topside Molokai, I can say that Sunday, Feb. 15 was a day that both tested my age and restored my youth… as well as my faith in youth.

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