Jostling through the wintry streets of Inchon, Korea, Vincent T. Paladino, a combat-hardened Navy chief boatswain's mate, came upon a compelling sight: a scared, forlorn waif of the Korean war, tiny, ragged and shivering in the cold harbor wind. He was Lee Kyung Soo, three years old.
That was a year ago. Chief Paladino took the youngster to his quarters, fed him and clothed him in hand-me-downs and comforted him when he woke up crying in the night. For four months the chief searched fruitlessly for Lee's parents. Then, because "he's no bother to me at all; he really grew on...
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