BOKTRAVELTIPS: MOLOKA’I

My good friend Adam died this week. He was 38. Cancer? No. Car accident? No. Heart attack? No. Murder? Nope. No, Adam drank himself to death. He died from his alcoholism. Yep. But first he dove into a coma and an unresponsive state on a bus stop bench on a busy Los Angeles boulevard. He…

“You, my friend, definitely have ADHD…you might want to get checked, seriously, I’m not kidding, ” said Jimmy the counselor in my group therapy, in front of the entire group which at that moment felt like the whole world…like on CNN or Buzzfeed or something.  But it didn’t feel as bad like the time when…

“You look so handsome, Brian.” “I got old, Brian,” said the woman next to me. I love how she always says your name at the end of each sentence. Even if no one else was present, a sign of respect and being fully present. Here she sat, receiving visitors, facing her husband, his coffin and…

“Is that her?!”, Erica exclaimed. “Is it Grace or is that her daughter?”, I hyper-replied. There we were in one of three living rooms in this grand little house known as The Old Bakery on The Green in a remote olde English village south of Cambridge in Merry 2015 England doing what I had sworn…

BY BRIAN O’KEEFE It had been nagging at me for days. I had to do it. I couldn’t wait any longer.  Ash Wednesday and the beginning of Lent had already passed and I was still dragging my feet.  I had to quit..but I was addicted. I couldn’t stop…no matter what I did. I couldn’t stop…

BY BRIAN O’KEEFE We were about 500 (511 to be exact) miles outside Los Angeles when it happened. Just last week. I couldn’t believe it actually was finally happening. You’d never know it. It was quiet when it occurred, when my personal milestone was surpassed somewhere over north-eastern Nevada. No noise. No yelps. No balloons.…