Sunday, February 12, 2006

On the Way to The Great Wall



Dad in the late 20's in China. He was preparing to cross The Great Wall by camel train and stopped to whet his whistle. When I asked how far he gotten, he laughed and said, "Two blocks!" He was one of the Old China Hands, men who came to China with the 15th Infantry. He would stay for many years, fascinated by China and it's remarkable beauty. Later, he would explore other Asian countries, including stints living in The Philippines and Japan. He learned the language everywhere he went--a poor, Irish farm boy with a belief in predestination and an impatient world, "waiting for you to set foot."

No comments:

Post a Comment