“There’s this young man, twenty-four years old, among the first to be sent to Korea, fighting the American devils.” Mother’s voice grew steady and clear. “He was assigned to work with a group of construction engineers, that’s a big word, he was just a laborer, pure and simple, to fix the bridges blown up by the American bombs, to make sure things could move over the bridges smooth and fast, people and goods, you know. “It’s a tug of war, between them and us, blowing up during the day, fixing up overnight, round and round. Then one day, the planes came early, a surprise attack, the Chinese men
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