Victor Valentine Pascua

Kilauea - On April 23rd, 2025, after many years of bravely battling multiple illnesses with unmatched strength and courage, at the young age of 59, we are left saying goodbye to our beloved Victor who was so fortunate and very thankful to have his daughter's hand in hand with him as he moved on to his new peace, pain free.

Victor was born and raised on Kauai, Hawaii where he wholeheartedly embraced the salt life. His love for the ocean was fierce and he never swayed far from it. He reminisced about growing up surfing, boating, crabbing, boogie boarding, bridge jumping, camping and parties on the beaches with friends and family, and fishing with his siblings and father. He expressed gratitude for this heritage of living aloha. Always found throwing shakas. He cherished memories of hunting in the mountains with his brothers and feeling protected. Being the baby, his big sisters spoiling and caring for him, making him feel so loved. He remembered fondly all the cooking that his father would do for him and his friends. Thus, leading to his own love for cooking and sharing love and joy thru his meals. Many memories were built to last over his and all meals. He was always so proud of how hard of a worker his father was and the way he always took care of his family. He was grateful to have been raised on this beautiful island and relished his good memories there.

Victor then met and married his teenage love, Desi. To his last days he would say his biggest regret was letting her get away. They settled in together on Cape Cod, MA where they went on to have 3 girls together. He always said his girls were the best thing to ever happen in his life. Nothing meant more to him then his girls and nothing made him happier or prouder. He discovered at a young age that he had a true passion for masonry work. He loved to work with his hands and see the finished product. He took so much pride in his work. He loved to take long drives with his girls to show off jobs he completed over the years. It wasn't uncommon to go to his job sites and see his 3 girls there digging in the sand, mixing the mud, and helping carry bricks. Victor also spent years working at Little River Boatyard on crew and deck. His girls were always there as well washing boats, painting teak, and the bottoms of the boats, pulling boats in and tying them off, or just sitting passenger on the forklift with him. He cemented many, many fond memories with his girls here that will forever be cherished. Boxing and karate on the docks, sharing his love of salt life with them, fishing, crabbing, boating, and swimming. It's unfortunate that his illnesses prevented his grandchildren the same opportunity to build a lifetime of memories with him, but these experiences will be shared with them. His face would light up whenever he was around them. They were a true extension of his love for his kids. He loved to watch his "little monkeys" dance, play their sports, fish, swim, and even just running and playing. Watching them would always bring about stories he had of his girls, and of all the nieces and nephews through the years running wild and growing together. He treasured all his memories with his family, and he loved to talk story about them. They always brought smiles to his face and many laughs.

Victor always led by emotions and whatever warranted reaction; it would be fierce and likely unforgettable. This simplicity always made his actions truly sincere. He never hesitated to apologize and didn't like to stay mad. He was so so very strong and loved without expectations. His last pennies were yours. Anyone that was around him always felt a sense of security, protection, and acceptance. That there was nothing to worry about because he would never allow anything to happen to you. He was loyal to you and your wellbeing. He lived in the moment without concern for the next day which was at times infuriating and all the same enviable. He imprinted this love in all who knew and loved him. On the night of his passing, the doctor asked if he could talk story about Dad. He said "your father was a very sick man and I had admitted him here thru the ER many times over the past few years. He said he never complained. Every time I asked how he was he said "oh, I'm good. How are you?". I would remind him that he was med flighted from the next island and in the ER so he must not be too good. He was always pleasant and had great conversation and that even when he didn't feel well and may have gotten a little short there was always an apology after, followed with thank you, and a smile. I really like your father. He was a very pleasant and amiable man." The nurses all shared that they had the same experiences with him. Before he passed, he requested that we, "Please tell my family how much I love them. I love all of them so, so much. Thank you for being there."

He leaves behind many loved ones. Daughter Gina Pascua (Stuart Corrway) grandson Taevon Tavares, daughter Kelley De.Miranda (Donald De.Miranda) granddaughter Kaliana Baptista and grandsons Domenic and Devon De.Miranda. Sister, Enriqueta Tiu, Eglorina Beltran, Dora Uweloa, Walter Jr. DeReis, Jadelyn (Larry) Rosa, Vincent Hilario, Salvin Hilario. Many, many nieces and nephews that cherish shared memories and passed on lessons. He has now been reunited with open arms with his daughter Julie Pascua (Tavares), granddaughter Leilani Tavares. Parents; Toribio and Rosalina Pascua, Lucy Nani DeReis, siblings Lorna Costa, Leonardo Pascua, and Clarina Madamba.

A celebration of life will take place and information for this will be provided at a later date.