Christine DeYoung
Moon Dong Won
ou have yesteryear, and your ancestry shrouded in army dreams.
How exotic and foreign you seemed then, as you looked toward the future, forsaking American small-town security.

Your dance of emancipation loosened you from your chains.
You danced - always embracing death with each jump, and floated in its mysterious shadow, bewitching and brutal.

You returned from Korea, an 82nd Airborne Sergeant - shining, smiling, knowing; overflowing with Korean history.
Your Asian past embraced your American future.
Finally.





   

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