Today as I sit in my hotel room in Tokyo, Japan I am blessed to be able to open the curtains to my large window and see Mt. Fuji in the distance rising above the city. I love this Mountain and I must say it is my favorite mountain outside of the United States and maybe my favorite of all. You see my Father, once climbed to the top of this mountain when he was younger. He was a brave young Navy Cadet stationed in Japan during the Korean war and day accepted the challenge, along with other cadets to climb to the top! He reached this goal and wrote his name in a book at he time and looked over the city of Tokyo.
Each time I come to Japan, I admire this great mountain and picture my dad on top. In the 6th grade I did a 50 page report all about Japan. I chose Japan, as like my sisters before me, to honor my Father who told us about it and brought back souvenirs to cherish forever. I love that fact that Mt. Fuji will always be here each time I come, and its legacy will last to millions of others, even after I am gone. Just like my Dad, who climbed to the top of Mt. Fuji and left a legacy for me and my family.
