Progress and the Pineapple
As a child the ride to the ocean always included the view of row after row of pineapple plants. Fields as far as you could see. If you stopped by the side of the road to watch the hundreds of workers harvesting the field you could make a sure bet that they would stop work and hand you a fresh picked pineapple. Picking pineapples for a summer job was the accepted means by teens for earning cash while school was out. Those days are long gone here on Oahu and there is only a few fields of pineapples left on the road to the ocean. The days of hundreds of kids working those fields are long gone. I was so surprised to see these guys on the field working i stopped and took a picture. Its been awhile since i have seen anyone working a field on the way to the ocean. 0030.JPG"> I wonder if there had been pineapples on those plants, would they have stopped working and handed me a fresh picked pineapple? .... sigh.. I know one thing about progress, it has for some reason stopped the proces...