Chieftan

Won his island’s wrestling championship at 16. 

Went on to capture the All-Islands title.

Was unanimously voted chieftain when he returned home. 

At 64, he still shimmies up coconut trees each morning 

to collect breakfast, which he shares with a gaggle of kids, then 

sorts out island squabbles fairly and justly. 

And still offers to wrestle any islander who wants his title. 

No one volunteers. Not from fear of losing, but of winning. 

And living with the stain of dethroning

the man everyone still calls “Father.”