In 1957, at twenty-seven years old, Father Aloysius Schwartz of Washington, D.
C., asked to be sent to one of the saddest places in the world: South Korea in the wake of the Korean War.
Within just fifteen years, Father Schwartz had changed t.
The scenes pierced him.
Paper-fleshed orphans lay on the streets like leftover war shrapnel.
Squatters with blank stares picked through hills of garbage.
Just a few months into his priesthood, he stepped off the train in Seoul into a dystopian film.
In 1957, at twenty-seven years old, Father Aloysius Schwartz of Washington, D.
C., asked to be sent to one of the saddest places in the world: South Korea in the wake of the Korean War