Many of those who had lost their family in the earthquake died alone in their temporary housing without being noticed. It was not until bodies had been reduced almost to skeletons in such places, where most people care about only their own interests and are indifferent to their neighbors. Such has been too common.

　One day, during such cheerless days, I had a visitor. At first I thought some money collector had come, but when I opened the door I found a volunteer with a smile. She was listening to me, one who had not had a chance to talk with anyone every day, and was worrying about me. Her visit has been staying with me as a memory, and I still treasure it even after 4 years.

　I will thank you volunteers for as long as I live. I guess there are a lot of people who are in more trouble than the earthquake victims and I am wondering if I can do something for them in return for the help I have received. I want to start from what I can do.