He was a messenger, sent to look after each of God's sheep. His Lord's bidding was his life, and he saw to the protection of the souls in his care.

He was a chaplain, a Father, a leader. He was there for one and all, a kind word on his lips and a prayer in his heart. He was benevolent, a listener, and he devoted his life to those around him.

But first and foremost, he was a man. A simple man, with simple roots, tossed into a war-torn Korea. And at night he cried just like any other man.