I AGREE with Laura Randall ["Hello, Hilo," May 23] that there is much to see and do in and around Hilo. I spent 1945 there while in the Navy, and my wife and I went back in 1989. It always seemed to me that most of the rain fell for an hour or so around dinnertime and could be anticipated. I prefer Hilo over Kona because it is much less touristy and has a homey atmosphere. It is definitely an overlooked destination in Hawaii, with its museums and many fine natural features.
WE TOO enjoyed Hilo during a recent trip to the Big Island. One of the highlights not mentioned in your story is the Hawaiian tradition of "shave ice." The ice is shaved so fine it is the consistency of cold slush. And the syrups are thick and come in a variety of exotic flavors. We can attest that coconut and rainbow are straight from paradise. If you are visiting the Tsunami Museum, the Tropical Dreams Ice Cream Parlor is just a block down historic Kamehameha Avenue at 174.
Toddlers on Board
I'M WRITING regarding the family that the flight crew removed from the plane because the 2-year-old was screaming [Coming and Going, May 23]. Breastfeeding is the key. I breastfed our child on flights to and from Providence when he was 11 weeks old, Heathrow when he was 13 months old, LaGuardia when he was 15 months old, Florida when he was 23 months old, and Munich when he was 28 months old. He still screamed sometimes, but without the breastfeeding, the international crews would have dropped us into the Atlantic.
YOUR ARTICLE on Normandy ["Operation Normandy," May 9] brought back so many memories of visits there.
On D-Day aboard the battleship USS Nevada, my husband, now deceased, was a young Navy ensign firing salvos into Normandy. Ten years later, as assistant naval attache at the American Embassy in Paris, he gave a speech at Normandy during the 10th anniversary celebration.
While living in Italy during the '70s and '80s, we visited Normandy several times. On our last visit in 1994, we talked with several of the local people who recounted stories of their gratitude to the Americans. All said goodbye with a hearty handshake and a touching "Merci, merci, Monsieur!" Later, my husband and several other D-Day veterans received commemorative medals from the French in appreciation.
One very early morning, we were the only ones in the American Military Cemetery at Colleville-sur-Mer, where the beauty, quiet and peace by the sea provide the most moving and memorable moments of any visit to Normandy.
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