LIFE IS FULL OF GREAT MEMORIES
Whenever I got the chance to fly down to Iwakuni for a few days, I was ready to go. The scenery and the bridge provided daytime joy while painting, sketching and shooting photos. The evenings were spent in quiet sake shops and bars gazing out at the twinkling lights reflected in the stream beneath the bridge. The atmosphere was serene; the sound of the samisan was unforgettable. The smiles of the people were genuine and admiring. The sight of a peaceful American enjoying the customs and courtesies of their ancient nation helped create the type of good will America shares with Japan today. There was no vile hatred of Americans that I observed; the nation had had ists problems; the problems were solved and America was doing its share to rebuild a nation. I am proud to have been a part of that era
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