It was back in the 70’s in Korea…..it was snowing a LOT……Korean family from the little village area on the beach-this was the early 70’s, told us to come inside their home! We spent the night or two with them……Will we ever know who these people were? Do they remember that special time?…..We regret that we didn’t have room for the camera on this trip…….Thanking my lucky stars each and every day
“If we knew each other. If we understood each other as a friend. This foolish war would never have happened. I sincerely hope that a day would come where everyone could overcome their differences through talking and not fighting. Finally, we are friends now,” the former Imperial Japanese Navy pilot who had dropped the first and only bomb onto the American soil, wrote in his diary.
It is important in closing that I make clear that the greatest honor I have received is the feeling I got when I looked into the eyes of the children. I am humbled by the honors that have been given to me, but be assured they do not measure up to the honor one gets from being able to serve another. And when the one being helped is a child, the honor is all that much greater.