Eddy, Rich, And Other Keaau Beach Anomalies


Feb. 12 ‘73

It’s been a good two days; no hassles and I met lots of people.
I especially got close to the loud and boisterous Eddy who, with his
bearded friend Rich, I met at Keaau. I had seen them before on the
highway, but had never talked with them. Rich had a communication problem. Whenever he opened his mouth, sarcasm spilled out. Eddy told me he was born that way. Eddy, like me, always carried reading material around with him. He only carried one book, though. It was the complete works of William Shakespeare. It was so big and heavy it wouldn’t fit into his backpack. He kept it wrapped in a garbage bag and held it in his free arm. He cut a unique image, long blond hair hanging to his butt, clutching a huge book, hitchhiking down the highway. One night we got drunk together. After that, the boys from Olympia made me a lifelong brother. I never knew what those guys were going to do or say. They were a laugh a minute.

Also, I finally figured out how to camp legally in Hawaii. You
had to get a “permission slip” at the Honolulu courthouse. With a
permit, the park personnel wouldn’t hassle you. As soon as I drank my coffee and packed my gear, I was off to the city to get my camp permit.

I want to mention, as an aside at least, that living on the beach has
made me more aware of the impact that empathy has on me. If people around me are happy, I am happy. If people around me are not happy, I feel their anxieties and discontent. This is not new. I have been aware of my ability to empathize for quite some time. What bothers me now is that I am not sure if I can be happy around people who are not happy also. In other words, I don’t know if my happiness depends on the happiness of others or not. Maybe it does, and if that is the case, I am definitely in the wrong place at the wrong time! In Hawaii, I, and other beach transients like me, are barely tolerated. If I could turn into money all the sneers, rude looks, and harassment e.g., the gas station lady,  I would already be a rich man! It seems I have so much to look forward too.


About bwinwnbwi

About me: Marvin Gaye’s song, "What’s Going On" was playing on the jukebox when I went up to the counter and bought another cup of coffee. When I got back, the painting on the wall next to where I was sitting jumped out at me, the same way it had done many times before. On it was written a diatribe on creativity. It was the quote at the bottom, though, that brought me back to this seat time after time. The quote had to do with infinity; it went something like this: Think of yourself as being in that place where infinity comes together in a point; where the infinite past and the infinite future meet, where you are at right now. The quote was attributed to Hermann Hesse, but I didn’t remember reading it in any of the books that I had read by him, so I went out and bought Hesse’s last novel, Magister Ludi. I haven’t found the quote yet, but I haven't tired of looking for it either.
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4 Responses to Eddy, Rich, And Other Keaau Beach Anomalies

  1. eof737 says:

    There, the mystery solved… permission to hang out with nature; rather ironic. 🙂

  2. Mèo Lười Việt says:

    Rich had a communication problem. Whenever he opened his mouth, sarcasm spilled out. Eddy told me he was born that way.

    Haha! Maybe you misunderstand him. I guess to some who always try every way to undermine him, to ruin him ruthlessly, his tongue becomes lethal, but with people who support him, he is as sweet as an angel! :d You are too sensitive. You know, I have had a friend who’s a bit like Eddy. She could bring me to heaven by her special way of showing love and friendliness, then someday she could hurt me like hell by her weird way of “punishing” me!! She could make me feel extremely guilty without any word, by her deadly silence or a torrent of words she’s kept inside for so long. After that we said goodbye forever. Maybe I’m not suitable for such an extremist!! 😀

    But I think in general, she is a sweet one at heart.

    • bwinwnbwi says:

      You might be right, but I never got close enough to Rich to find out. Rich didn’t stay on the island long enough for me to get to know him like I got to know Eddy. It’s nice that you harbor no ill feelings to the person who punished you. On a bicycle trip up the west coast I stopped in to see the boys from Olympia, but that post is for another time. Take care.

  3. frizztext says:

    wonderful beach!

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