Now, before I get started I should describe where I live. My husband and I moved to Hawaii two months ago for his first duty station. We got moved to a community of houses built right after the bombing of Schofield during Pearl Harbor.
Our back patio sits in front of a tree line with the training field right behind it. There are many days and nights where you can hear artillery, it’s becoming somewhat of a soothing sound to me. Anyway, for those of you who don’t know, Hawaiian Night Marchers are the ghosts of warriors who march to and from battle sites on the nights of new moons. It’s a warning if you hear the conch shells and drums and see the flicker of torch light.