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Your battle against the virus was a tough one. May you be at peace now 🤍

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I met Jamy during my freshman year at the University of Hawaiʻi at Mānoa in 2001. I was originally friends and College Opportunities Program classmates with her sister Meagan, so meeting Jamy was like instant family. All of us “cousins” would hang out at Johnson Hall, where Jamy was dorming at the time. I worked at Johnson Hall’s front desk and Jamy them would cruise with me. We’d laugh and check out guys that would pass by. Because both Jamy and I were raised as Jehovah's Witnesses, we would also go to the meetings and bible studies together. She was even there at my baptism. When I left the church, Jamy was still there. Her love and acceptance of me was way bigger than what I had of myself at that time. We were also in theatre together, which made our relationship even more special. We don’t just find friends like Jamy. Weʻre blessed by them.

The last time I hung out with her in December we kept reminiscing about our past together while we cruised at the beach across her Waimanalo home. She remembered so many stories. Many stories I blocked out due to trauma. I recall telling her, “Tita, you have to tell me these stories cuz I blocked them out and I have no idea what you talking about!” I will never block out or forget that day. Jamy broke me out of quarantine before my quarantine even finished (I had 1 more day to go). She picked me up and was like, “K, where we going?” She was always up for an adventure. We went to the Hawaiian food truck parked at Kapaʻa quarry road, then to her house to eat outside. I met her grandma and ate cake. Jamy was baking the load of cakes during lock-down and ran out of eggs, so we went to the egg farm which once belonged to Daniel’s family. Girl was giving me the whole family history! And how she crushed on Daniel at one point in our lives and how he had no clue. Anyways, we ended up with like 50 dozen eggs or something. The lady had to wheel ʻem out on a cart. I was like, “what da hell you going do wit all dose eggs!?” It cost $25 and all Jamy had was $20 so she told the girl she going come back. We went back to the house and then walked to the beach to wala'au some more. I was thinking, “the lady not waiting for her 5 dollahs??”

Jamy passed on August 6, 2021. She had intended to get vaccinated, but didn't get the chance to.

Jamy was also a talented storyteller and actress in the Hawaiʻi theatre scene. She knew the power of storytelling. This first story is in honor of her.

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Cancer took you before we could say goodbye.

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https://www.sierraclub.org/utah/blog/2021/02/remembering-margarita-satini-irreplaceable-force-for-justice

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Ike was part of PILOT Cohort 3 in 2015 and became part of this family of young Pacific Islander leaders. Ike was a most beautiful soul with a voice of an angel. He was soft-spoken, kind, and with unwavering faith. He was one of the first young people I knew in our community that we lost to COVID. He joined our ancestors in August 2020.