ABSTRACT
I met Ko Won first in the unheated editorial rooms of, as I recall, the Choson ilbo newspaper in a bombed-out Seoul sometime during the cold of the 1954-1955 winter. A photo I recently came across shows me parka'd with green woolen winter uniform bloused over combat boots posing with a group of young Korean newsmen clad only in shabby business suits. In retrospect I realize they were layered against the cold from the skin out, realizing full well there was small chance of winding up anywhere near warm enough to justify shedding an outside layer. Nevertheless the arrogance of a superfluity of clothing against the austerities of a blasted world dominate the image.
