Will and his friend jumped off their bikes and ran toward the Mai-Kai. It wasn’t long before the manager yelled at them to stop climbing on the Tikis.
The year was 1966. The Mai-Kai was a decade old. The Federal Highway was a two lane road, and the gardens extended from the Tiki palace out to the street. The outrigger canoe and featherstone tikis welcomed guests in the front yard. Will was nine years old, living just a few blocks away with his parents. His family, like many others, were Jersey transplants. For Will, it was the beginning of a lifelong love affair with Tikis at the Mai-Kai.
Read the rest of the story in Polynesiacs: Tiki at Home, page 160.
Carver Will Anders, Wilton Manors, Florida