Participate in the City's ‘Sew a lei for Memorial Day' event
As WakeUp2Day's Chris Latronic learned from Kilauea District Park, the public is encouraged to stop by and sew a lei or two to participate in the annual tradition.
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Officials said the tradition is a 'uniquely Hawaiian display of gratitude,' as a way of saying mahalo to veterans for their service.
The City aims to make and gather 38,000 lei for every service member laid to rest at the ceremony.
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Along with this significant task, the City is hoping to assist the Hawai'i State Veterans Cemetery in Kāne'ohe with their Memorial Day ceremony by donating extra lei to help them adorn the graves of the 15,000 servicemembers laid to rest on those hallowed grounds.
In hopes of reaching these goals, the public can contribute the following:
Lei made of fresh flowers or ti leaf
Measures 20 to 22 inches untied
Please tie
Lei flowers
Preferably plumeria or crown flower
Anthurium bouquets
Attend a lei-making session
'If you have a graduating senior who has their ceremony and has an extra lei, any of those fresh lei would be greatly appreciated,' said Nate Serota, Department of Parks and Recreation spokesperson.
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