Born October 7, 1930, Dolores Dunn passed away on March 30, 2019 at the age of 88. At the time, she was living in Kapolei, Oahu, Hawai’i, having moved back to the islands permanently after living in Reno, Nevada for several years.
We came to know each other through our mutual friend, Kay Casti. Shortly after my wife and I separated, I was in desperate straits — needing food, plates, pans and bedding for my empty apartment.
Not only did she find a way to fill my refrigerator, she gave me a wonderful blanket that I call my ‘life-saver,’ as it brought me plenty of comfort as I lay on the floor weeping myself to sleep most nights. Nearly twenty-years later, I still have that blanket, refusing to part ways with it.
As for food, Dolores loved to bake and she cooked like she was feeding an entire army and it was all delicious. Lots of Mango breads, Chablis cake, curry hamburger and fried rice.
Over the past couple of years, I’d lost contact with her and figured that she had finally moved back to Hawai’i, which was always home, to stay. She’ll be missed by me and all of her ohana.
And speaking of family (which ‘ohana’ means in her native language,) I had no idea how large Dolores’ family had grown over the years. She’s survived by her son, two daughters, a brother, her three sisters; 17 grandchildren; 27 great-grandchildren; and one great great-grandchild.
Aloha, Dolores. Thank you for being my friend and God bless you!