His & Hers
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The cold Hiroshima air passed through my gloves as effortlessly as light through a window.  I ducked into a 711 to buy a hot chocolate, not to drink, but to thaw my fingers.
The most necessary part of learning is unlearning our errors.” — Zeno
When the plane touched down in Columbia, South Carolina, the 3 years I had spent in Japan felt like a learning experience as intense, and expensive, as college.
For anyone like me who grew up in any Protestant tradition in the Bible Belt, these words were probably among the first you ever heard from the Word.