"Which college years, here or there?" May queried with a teasing lilt to her voice. "There, smokey. It was a miracle I learned anything, most of my time was spent out on the streets among the protests. There were always a fire being started, rocks being thrown, students getting hurt and arrested. That's how I met Yeon-Seok, he was one of the lawyers who tried to keep some of us out of trouble."
"Here, it was mostly night and weekend classes, always seemed to be in the same three rooms. It was a lot of balance, two jobs and the twins. They were getting old enough to care for themselves and Yeon-Seok worked even so that I could work less at the laundromat. I still kept first shift at the hotel. Was worth it, even though he passed before he could see me graduate again." May spoke with nostalgic accomplishment, the memory still bittersweet but far from the sadness she felt then. Smiling to assure her dining partner that it was not a difficult subject, she noted the lox again.
"I'll admit I've avoided salmon since we came here. In Korea it was exported from I think Canada. Far too expensive to buy."