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Pa George Karika
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Kia orana e toku Papa. So sad that I never got to see you or touch you. So sad I never got to say hello, Papa George. But when I was young, I cleaned and painted your grave stone every year during the tutaka at the Cook Island Christian Church at Avarua, Rarotonga. I am named after you. My father is Takau George Karika, your son. I am so proud of you. You are my hero, Sgt Pa George Karika. Makea Pa George Karika. Tēnā koe. Aroha.