Who was a stubborn child that once, because of some perceived slight, climbed up the tree in the front yard and refused to come down. In response his mother waited patiently at the roots of the trees until his hair grew long enough that she could stand on her toes and get a fistful.
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Who, while stationed in Okinawan, once caught a glimpse, through the gaps in a crowd, of a woman whose face he carried with him for many, many lives.
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Who, when all of the children of the kindergarten class were lined up in ascending order, was always in front. He was smaller even than Emma who was no bigger than some of her dolls.
Whose mother, for the field trip to the Berlin Zoological Garden, fitted him in a little suit and parted his hair with a straight white line that looked like a scar. Who had to lift himself a little to see over the concrete fence of the tigers and who, somehow, slipped and was made an afternoon snack of.
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