Last Updated on July 1, 2021 by Roff Graves

During the year following the Korean War I was 17/18. It was in 1954. I was in the Air force serving in Korea. I walked, hitch-hiked whenever possible. I took hundred of pictures. I spotted this little Korean boy. I believe he was an orphan. He just looked at me with those big brown eyes. I will never forget. He did not speak or wave as I walked away–just kept looking at me.. I believe strongly in my God. I know he watches over the sparrow and I must trust that he watched over that little boy!—olRoff

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