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“Building No. 40”

Posted on August 28, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

(Letter from the Parsonage, Fourth Story in the ‘Those Who Remained in the City’ series) © WanHee Yoon, 1989 That day, as if to cool the heat of midsummer, rain was pouring down after a long while.When I tried to … Continue reading →

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“Flying a Kite”

Posted on August 27, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

(Letter from the Parsonage, Third Story in the ‘Those Who Remained in the City’ series) Guarding the spiritual self within the body is like a kite lifted by the wind. The owner of the kite is God, the string connecting … Continue reading →

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“The Gift”

Posted on August 26, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

(Letter from the Parsonage, Second Story in the ‘Those Who Remained in the City’ series) by Wanhee Yoon, 2001 A few days ago, I received truly heartbreaking news. A young man, Daniel, only 22 years old, suffered a sudden heart … Continue reading →

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“Those Who Remained in the City”

Posted on August 25, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

(Pastoral Letter from the Parsonage, First Story in the ‘Those Who Remained in the City’ series) by WanHee Yoon, 2001 The intersection by Citibank is always bustling. As usual, I barely manage to park and drop a twenty-five cent coin … Continue reading →

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“Four O’Clock Flower (Mirabilis jalapa, 분꽃) Story” (The Letter from the Parsonage, Four O’Clock Flower Series, No. 12) 2001, WanHee Yoon

Posted on August 24, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

In our garden, the deep pink four o’clock flowers are now in full bloom, freely displaying their graceful beauty. From just a few seeds my mother planted last spring, the branches spread wide, and countless blossoms competed to bloom and … Continue reading →

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“Dial 911” (Pastoral Letter from the Parsonage, Four O’Clock Flower Story, No. 11) 1987, WanHee Yoon

Posted on August 23, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

Not long ago, a three-year-old boy saved his mother’s life by dialing 911 when she suddenly fell into a coma. The little boy had been playing with his toys beside her when she collapsed. At first, he cried in shock, … Continue reading →

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“Nicknames” (Letter from the Parsonage, Four O’clock Flower Story, Part Ten) WanHee Yoon, 2001

Posted on August 22, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

When I was young, my family gave me two nicknames: one was Cow and the other was Crybaby. My father called me Cow because I was quiet and gentle, the kind of child who could sit beside you all day … Continue reading →

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The Sound of Cicadas

Posted on August 20, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

(Parsonage Letter: Story of the Four O’Clock Flower, Ninth)© Wanhee Yoon, 1995 A few days ago, while eating breakfast, I found myself gazing out the window at the thick summer greenery. Then suddenly, from outside, came the loud chorus of … Continue reading →

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Prisoner No. 3597

Posted on August 19, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

Letter from the Parsonage (Four O’Clock Flower Story – Part Eight, 2001) © WanHee Yoon On August 20, 1995, The New York Times carried a major story from Seoul: Kim Sun-myung, the world’s longest-serving political prisoner, had been released after … Continue reading →

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“Pruning”

Posted on August 19, 2025 by TaeHun Yoon

(Letter from the Parsonage – Four O’Clock flower Story – Part Seven) © WanHee Yoon, 2001 In front of the parsonage stands a dogwood tree.When I first moved into the parsonage, I paid little attention to it. But one spring, … Continue reading →

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