I grew up as a military brat, My Dad was a Airforce Soldier, Career 20 plus years.
One time he went overseas where we could not travel with him. But dad was big on
photographs, and making old home movies 3.5 reels to send back home, He had a
friend named Nippon , who at the time was Monk, Budheist. He became my pen
pal was a very good friend of my dad. whe told me stories of how it was there and
the culture, their way of life, one story that stayed in my mind, was that of New Years
Festival, and how they would come into the village with a bowl, and the people would
fill their bowls and give them a meal, I tried to capture this in one of my early works
it found a good home as well
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