Vintage Hawaii - Classic Cars

March 19th, 2010

Vintage Hawaii - Classic Cars

Growls and roars. Bright colors, flashing metal, smooth curves and naked engines. Up and down the black tarmac they pace, hundreds of hungry eyes following their every move. Each month a collection of beauty, masculinity, and good ol' fashioned Americana gathers in the parking lot at the Mililani Town Center and at other locations around the island. A far cry from braggadocio street races and frenzied car movies, this is a family event. Here grandmas and grandpas enjoy the cars of their youth with their youth.

Yes, the cars are vintage, but so is the atmosphere. Our golden-hued dream of the fifties lives on in the sense of neighborhood that permeates gatherings like these. Much of our old Hawaii feels lost in the empty and distancing canyons of Honolulu, but coming to a place where you feel once again like a kid playing kick-the-can with everyone on the block -- this is a welcome respite from our "modernity".  Here everyone remembers the first car they worked on and they remember that first time dad took them out to the garage.  For them the cars are more than status symbols and simple coolness.  These four wheel beauties are a direct physical link to a place that, once passed, exists only in our minds. It is childhood, it is one's youth, our excitement for the great beyond and a yearning for the unknown that our first car brings into knowing.

Experiencing all this brings to mind what has been lost as we've moved from past to present, be it in our own lives as we move from childhood to adulthood, or as a state coming from where we once were to where we stand.  Innocence... once lost is not easily regained.  Seeing grown men hanging on to these precious bits of their youth is a welcome sight. They may be wizened and roughened in ways, but quietly they see the preciousness of our innocence and the hope it brings. To their children they are passing on that hope each time one of them hands over the keys. So what hope are we passing on?

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Isaac Warsh, Pacific

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4 Responses to “Vintage Hawaii - Classic Cars”

  1. Gaston Muchmore:

    Do you plan to keep this site updated? I sure hope so… its great!

  2. Annoddah Dave:


    A poignant question...hopefully we leave our progeny a hope that they can create a world of innocence and happiness like their youth. Hanging on to the days of our youth keeps us grounded in an ever maddening world of speed and greed.

  3. Kalikiano:

    Earlier in life my tastes in vehicles ran, curiously enough, to vehicles that would have made E.F. Schumacher applaud. I delighted in owning 'human scale' vehicles with loads of personality. Looking back, among my many such past (esoteric) vehicles, I count a 1972 Subaru 360 (GOOGLE it), a late 70s Citroen 2CV wagon, A 1982 Russian Lada NIVA, a Trabant sedan, several mid-to-late 40s vintage Kaffers (VW beetles), an early 50s Porsche 356 (pre-A model), a Romanian ARO 243, a 1954 Messerschmitt 'bubble car', a 57 Heinkel, a 1958 BMW Isetta, several early Honda Civics, and one or two other marques most people have probably never heard of. Why exactly was I fascinated by these small expressions of human-scale automotive creativity? Exactly because they were the philosophical antithesis of the great big, sweaty, brawny amalgams of steroid-loaded Detroit steel that everyone else seemed to love. My favorite mount for island use, however, was a humble and quite rusty little VW beetle air-sucker and in that I was pleased to find my taste vindicated by Rell Kapolioka'ehukai Sunn's own choice of wheels (a beetle), since beetles are (were) cheap, easy to maintain and amiably given to gracefully rusting away to quiet oblivion without a lot of fuss and bother...perfectly content to share the salty sea breezes in a state of happy transcendental coexistence. I realise that in saying this, I run the risk of being dismissed as a fringie nut case, but every one of my quirky, odd, and eccentric vehicles had personality up the ying-yang! I am sure E.F. Scumacher himself would have been proud of my taste in four-wheeled, internally combusted orphans, even if local taste invariably dictated otherwise! Auwe!

  4. elee:

    Wow you do know this corner of the world. If you are here in town we'd be interested to know who can tell us about the related support services and businesses. And oh, my dad had a little green beetle, drove me to school every day and I loved the sound of its little engine. Kind of even miss it and rarely see those vintage beetles on the road. Auwe too bad.