Ryozo Hoshino, an old friend of mine since highschool days, has finally
deceased after fighting against lung-cancer. .He didn't belong to the smart
group but he was very unique in that he was passionately in love with
American culture.
In those days, things American were the source of adoration and inspiration
for youngsters. He told me many things abour Amarican music, cinema, social
trends etc. He wanted to go to America and live there. However, his dream never
came true. Instead, he ended up as a used-car dealer.
I went all the way to Fukushima Prefecture to attend the funeral service.
There, I recited the above poem- my final words for condolences
( January 25, 2008 )
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