The memories have warmed many a lonely night at a forward airbase.There is something I could never say in person, mostly because you were married to a...fine man who helped build the planes that I flew.I was deeply in love with you. I hoped you could tell. No other woman attracted me after I flew my new plane away from you.Goodbye my love,Captain Bill Morrisey, USAAFMom watched as I read this letter, then began her tale, "His plane disappeared on a combat mission in the Pacific somewhere. It has. “You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want too,” she meekly said. I didn’t say anything but rather handed it back to her and turned around and pulled my hair up. She kissed my neck and placed the collar around me. It fit perfectly and felt natural around my neck. I felt around the back of it and it had three loops. I asked her what they were for and she told me each one was for a chain the three of them had. She told me the meaning of the names represented honor. The collar represented. She noticed I was different, thought I was sick or something. Now I knew she’d go with me heartened me. I said I’d wait for her and walk her home. I felt red-faced and uncomfortable, but she made it easy for me. Her grin was a welcome and a promise. On the way to her place, a tiny studio apartment as it turned out, I took her hand, pulled her close and said, ‘I’ll take you just the way you are.’ We kissed a bit. She pushed up close to feel how big my hard-on was. At her door she was overcome. It shall be done.”We have no parents; we make the heavens our parentsWe have no home; we make our kokoro our homeWe have no gathering place; we look to the celestial riverChuichi Yushida would have no problem understanding this calligraphic work. It borrows in style and substance from a well-known Edo period poem by a samurai warrior that he would immediately recognize but altered to impart a welcome message: prepare your people for the stars.Hiro was quite pleased with how things were.