I first met Masuda-san and his wife, Kazue-san, in Uvalde Hall at Richland. We bonded over being from Japan and, being the warm people that they were, they invited my children and me to lunch. It was the start of a beautiful friendship. I remember how kind Masuda-san was to my children, teasing them as we played cards, encouraging us as Kay taught us to line dance. When my mother came to visit, they invited her to cooking class and kept in touch by mail. And the food! Always such delicious food and reminiscences of Japan. Masuda-san and I used to joke that we were both Edo-ko (born in Tokyo).
Masuda-san represented the Japan of my childhood: Unfailingly kind and polite, with an openness that welcomed people to come in and share in life. What a legacy to leave.