It's my firm conviction that when Uncle Sam calls, by God we go, and we do the best that we can.
I think that by following the route that I have tried to outline, one gets into a much more interesting and productive series of questions than those that result from saying simply that Chinese don't like milk because they don't like milk.
A mother's happiness is like a beacon, lighting up the future but reflected also on the past in the guise of fond memories.

