By Eunice Geston Fukunaga
Special to The Advertiser
For years, Devins idea of a "nice" dinner consisted of a cozy booth at Zippys (restaurant side, of course). On the other hand, my list of nice restaurants included establishments such as Philip Paolos, Nicks Fishmarket, Prince Court and Hys.
I guess you could say I got accustomed to his "local-boy" style, but I secretly longed to be wined and dined by this "local-as-you-can-get" guy. He doesnt enjoy dressing up, and would prefer to go to dinner in a comfortable tank top, baseball cap, athletic shorts and rubber slippers. His attire is so recognizable that once he was recognized instantly by one of his friends strictly because of his clothes (or lack of it) even while it was in 45- to 50-degree weather as we went from casino to casino in Las Vegas.
|Eunice Geston Fukunaga never thought laid-back husband Devin would have made their engagement memorable. He proved her wrong.
Devin and I had been discussing the idea of marriage for a while, and I must admit, although he is a sweet guy, I always thought he lacked the creativity to make our "official" engagement memorable and exciting for the both of us. I had visions of him in his favorite tank top and Dodgers cap, sitting across me in a booth at Zippys, tossing me a jewelry box, saying, "Here, try it on."
Boy, was I wrong.
It happened on Friday, Oct. 8, 1999, at the Waipahu/Leilehua high school football game. He was still one of the football coaches for Waipahu at that time.
During halftime, I walked down from the announcers booth, where I assisted the Waipahu football team by taking statistics at every game.
Before the game, Devin had sent a message up to the press box for me to meet him on the football field at halftime. I thought we were headed for the restrooms, so we slowly walked across the football field.
Suddenly, I heard my name announced on the loudspeaker. I thought the announcer (who was a friend of ours, as well as a fellow teacher at the school) was just trying to tease me, so I stood there and waved at all of the fans sitting in the stands.
Then I heard him say over the loudspeaker, "Devin has a very important question to ask you."
Before I knew it, Devin had my hand in his, and was down on one knee. There, in front of all the football fans, he proposed and placed a beautiful diamond ring on my finger. To my added surprise, I turned to see my sister along with some of my friends on the sidelines, there to wish us luck. Devin had the whole thing planned for two weeks.
Yes, he took the time to coordinate and plan something special like this for me. I even found out later from my friends that the whole thing was his idea. I was speechless. All of this from my "Zippys guy." It did take a lot of guts on his part. I mean, what if I said "no"?
Of course I said "yes," and apologized profusely for underestimating him.
So on June 10, 2000, he once again took my hand in front of a crowd, in the middle of Bishop Museum. Amidst all the Hawaiian artifacts and displays, there was such a strong sense of spirituality and sacredness. I couldnt think of a more appropriate setting for our wedding ceremony, when I happily married my best friend.
Eunice Geston Fukunaga sent in this story topped with the title, "Women: Never Underestimate Your Mate." She and her husband live in Ewa.
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