I believe the song and the story.

Track 6 from the cd. As l said in the beginning this piece of music was the last possible stop for a comercial song or to bridge to something new. The chorus is from the time of my Dads illness and passing. The verses are my prayers. When dad was ill in 1990 he had hospice care and a very special volunteer from Kaiser in Portland Oregon, came to visit Dad. Jim had recently returned from living in Japan. Dads favorite seaport was Kobi Japan. He was a marine engineer. They talked about Japan and the people and the culture. They shared a love for mathematics and gold mining. I was Dads carer, nurse, bandager and fixer. Jim helped dad immensely and as time came Jim came to the house, l opened the door and he was there holding a bible and in priests garments to give dad last Rites. He went up to see Dad who could not speak by this time. When he came down we sat and talked. He told me he had been a falling down total alcoholic while working in Japan. He was on a bender 3 days full. Night time , storm and rain, falling thru the streets of Kobi he, as the song chorus says,     l fell down to my knees in that pouring rain,    gone and forgotten is all of my pain,   l will never be alone again,   l believe it is that day. As he tried to get up he realized there was a statue of Mother Mary and that he could see an entrance to a childrens orphanage. It was for the outcast kids of mixed races. The carers and monks took him in , cleaned him up , made him well. He said l have worked there since as priest , helper , and of course Math teacher. I had returned from Japan too see if l had missed anything or one. A friend from the hospital had asked him if he would visit a quite difficult patient. I looked at the request and as a seamen going to Japan and Kobe as a mutual favorite plus the mathematics l said yes, he told me. Dad lived for 6 months and he visited regularly. I am going back to Japan he said, it was the kindness the openess and obove all the politeness of the Japanese people that he missed. America was too fast, too busy for him. Talking with dad l can imagine the phrase   why the hell would you want to stay here! When you could and should and want to be there. Thanks Dad thanks Jim thanks Japan and math. Thankyou to the people of that orphonadge , the carers and the kids. You were there to save Jim and he was there to help me and dad. I believe it is that day. Amen. Cheers and thanks Sean.