And this is Kiyoko, whose husband is in yesterday's post. She died on Christmas Day a few years ago, but I still think about her almost every day. Even as her memory failed her, she still liked to write haiku, as she is doing here. The things I have learned, the things to study, the two trips I have been able to make to Japan, have all come about because of this woman, who established the Yuki Teikei Haiku Society with her husband, after he said, "I think English-speaking people would like to learn to write haiku, too." She had encouraged him to write after he lost his hearing. The story of their lives is worthy of a first-rate novel. I hope to tell you more later.