On the jungle-covered hillsides of East Oahu, Dale took a deep breath and gently looped her arm into her father’s. Together they walked slowly down an aisle lined with yellow flowers. Scott greeted them, hugging his new father-in-law, but unable to keep his eyes from his bride. The kahu officiating the wedding blew a conch shell towards the four cardinal directions, marking the beginning. The beginning of the ceremony or, perhaps, the beginning of a new chapter as husband and wife. Guests played lawn games and savored dinner, specially prepared by one of Hawaii’s most beloved chefs. Gentle winds blew as the sun set past Chinaman’s Hat, and a light dusting of rain cooled the dance floor as the party edged late into the night.