The teachings and legacy of Uncle Ed Lindsey
by Rob Parsons
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You’ve got to look at the whole enchilada,” Uncle Ed Lindsey would say, pausing to let the assembled group absorb his message.
In
the years we served on the Maui Tomorrow Foundation board together, I
grew to appreciate his commonsense approach. He offered his opinion
with clarity and the strength of purpose of a steersman dipping his oar
into the water to guide his outrigger through turbulent swells.
A
lifelong educator, Lahaina native Edwin Robert Naleilehua Lindsey, Jr.
taught school for twenty-five years in Hana and Wailuku. But in his
“retirement” he undertook a number of cultural restoration projects
that will long define a legacy steeped in Hawaiian values.
Indeed, Lindsey was an ambassador of aloha in the fullest meaning of the word.
On
a warm, sunny Friday afternoon an overflow crowd filled Waiola Church
in Lahaina; an elegant historic structure that well suits the man.
Hundreds, young and old, gathered in aloha-wear for the celebration of
a life well lived. In contrast to the choked up sadness of some
memorial services, a sense of peace wafted through the plumeria-scented
air. Uncle Ed’s physical body had succumbed to cancer, but not before
he passed his gifts to countless students, family, and friends.
Lindsey’s sister Roselle Bailey offered an oli (chant), lamenting, “Auwe, auwe!” The wailing sadness at his passing
ended in joyful prayer, as Bailey expained, “His spirit has joined the
ancestors at Pu`u Kukui, and the rainbow has embraced him.”
Bailey
then spoke of her brother’s tireless endeavors. “He established a
really wonderful foundation of his work. The burden is now on us,” she
said.
Recognizing the inseparable link between Hawaiian culture and the environment, Lindsey helped create organizations designed to malama (take
care of) the land and the sea. In 2002, Lindsey founded Maui Cultural
Lands, Inc. with the aim of restoring cultural ruins in West Maui’s
Honokowai Valley and educating the public about the ‘aina. For years he
led groups there every Saturday to remove invasive plants and uncover
long-forgotten foundations and rock walls of taro lo`i.
Maui
Cultural Lands has also established ongoing projects in Ukumehame as
well as the lands near the Kaheawa Pastures wind farm.
MCL’s
Web site quotes Lindsey in its strategic plan: “People who help the
land and the culture, who give unselfishly for the sake of the land,
they are the heroes, the real warriors.” These are words that befit the
man himself.
When the Maui County Council honored Lindsey with a
resolution last May, well-wishers packed the council chambers in
appreciation. Among them were representatives from Na Kapuna O Maui,
Lahaina Hawaiian Civic Club, Kaanapali 2020, and Maui Tomorrow.
Uncle
Ed also was instrumental in Kilakila O Haleakala, a group that assesses
the cultural significance of Maui’s landmark volcanic mountain in light
of the proposed solar telescope. He was a co-founder and president of
the `Ohana Coalition, a registered Political Action Committee begun in
2002 with the intent of electing candidates on the basis of shared
values rather than backgrounds or political parties. He hoped the group
would help voters choose candidates who would act in the public’s
interest rather than that of big business.
In 2007 he helped
launch the Maui Nui Marine Resources Council. The young organization
addresses fishing licenses, bag limits, cultural fishing rights,
aquarium collecting, and other key issues impacting our near shore
waters.
Like so many of the organizations he helped create, the
MNMRC grew out of earlier protection efforts. I recall Uncle Ed’s
forceful testimony during DLNR meeting on a proposed partial ban on
gill net fishing, a debate that remained volatile for years.
Uncle
Ed stood in the Maui Waena Intermediate School cafeteria and spoke
sternly, contradicting those who said lay gill nets were a cultural
right.
“If we’re talking Hawaiian culture, let’s talk about it,” he said. “No more fish, no more Hawaiian culture.”
Lindsey
was given the Malama I Ke Kai Kupuna award at Last April’s “More Fish
in the Sea: E Ola Kai, E Ola Kakou” event, held at Maui Community
College. With cancer spreading painfully into his bones, Uncle Ed
leaned on a cane as came forward to receive flower lei and accolades.
Kekoa Enomoto’s Maui News article about the award captured Lindsey’s concluding words: “Aloha is
love and compassion and honesty, to give freely without expecting in
return, to share. Aloha is life: when you aloha each other, you give
life to each other.”
Councilmember Sol Kaho`ohalahala, speaking
at the memorial service, reminded the audience of the values Lindsey
carried so proudly: Malama, to take care of the land, the sea, and the
people; Ho`omanawanui, to have patience; and Aloha, “the essence of who
we are.” Kaho`ohalalhala played his ukulele at the service alongside
musical luminaries Sheldon Brown, George Kahumoku, Jr., and Joe
Cano.
“In his last days,” said Kaho`ohalahala, “Ed talked
about peace—world peace—something I never heard him talk about before.
‘If the world would understand and live in aloha,’ he said, ‘there
would be world peace.’”
I knew Uncle Ed Lindsey only for the
last twelve years of his life, and find myself gravitating to two words
describing my impressions of him: dignity and integrity. His sense of
humor was sharp, and he often brought irony into a discussion to bring
home a point.
“Golf courses and archaeological sites don’t mix,”
Lindsey told a large audience at the South Maui Forum in early 2007,
gathered to hear about possible impacts from the proposed Wailea 670
and Makena projects. Asked what areas in South Maui merited
preservation, he answered, “I cry for what’s happening to the Hawaiian
people here. It’s a crime.”
He bluntly shared his opinion of the
developer’s choice of adopting the name Honua`ula for their Wailea
project. “It’s window-dressing,” he said. “You need to be worthy of
that name. You had better put Hawaiian spirit and values in there
before you do anything.”
The chicken-skin moment of the memorial
service came when Puanani, his wife of forty-five years, shared a song
she had written earlier that day. Playing uke and singing in English,
she sang with deep love cascading from her heart. Emotion washed over
those gathered, and many reached for tissues. As she finished she
leaned to the microphone before stepping away and said, “For my love..”
The
following morning, as crowds assembled for the annual Makawao Rodeo
Parade, I saw many of the faces from the prior day. I recalled 11 years
earlier when I donned a chartreuse t-shirt that read, “Ed Lindsey-Mayor
1998.” The parade was a familiar place for political candidates, and
Uncle Ed was surely someone I felt motivated to support.
His
candidacy never it made it past the primary election, though the issues
and values he raised elevated election-year discussions. Little would I
have expected that his example of boldly jumping into the political
fray would be a path I myself would follow in years to come. Two years
later, in 2000, I called Uncle Ed on short notice and asked him to
provide a blessing at my wedding to my sweetheart, Heather. Obliging
our request, Uncle Ed offered an invocation with great dignity and
reverence, calling in the ancestors and spirits to come and celebrate
our blessed union. Nine years later, we remain as grateful as we did on
our wedding day.
Ed Lindsey was a friend and hero to many, and a
spirited warrior for the `aina. Though we will miss him in our daily
musings, his journeys and work are now complete, and he is now among
the ancestors we may call to bless our endeavors. As his sister Roselle
said, now it’s up to us.