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A Father's Day Letter From A Korean Front Tucsonian

(Max Schapira shares this Father's Day letter recently received from his son.)

I remember when Arnie's father used to go with us on the lots and play baseball; about Howie's father going to the fights with us. I could never do these things with you for a very good reason. All your life was a struggle to get ahead. Instead of learning to play ball like the others, you were learning to master your trade. It was your bread and butter and there was no one to support you but yourself. We could never sit down and talk about the football game or the next fight, and that kept us apart, because sports was a boy's concern.

Then I started thinking. I was adding up all the things you tried to teach me. I remember once we ate at , and on the way out I took a box of matches. Even though it was only a penny, you said it wasn't right and told me to put it back. Honesty, truthfulness, sincerity, kindness. Since I was born you were drilling these things into me. No, you couldn't teach me to catch, or pick a fighter, but you taught me to be a man. You taught me right from wrong. Few fathers can tell their sons that. Now I realize how fortunate I am in having you for my father. How good it feels to observe every day matters with the common sense my father gave me.

I hope, my dear father, that in the years to come I shall be able to give you that rest you so richly deserve. I hope I can have the opportunity to show my appreciation and pride in being the son of Max Schapira. Just to see your name in Mom's letters puts gladness in my heart.

This card costs me nothing. I couldn't find anything to send you from here, but the front of this card is significant. A Father's Day Card From A Son in Korea.

Your loving son,

Jerry