Outside the Hercules Senior Center, George Funk was sitting on a bench, waiting for a bus to take him home, after having a cool lunch inside.Funk shrugged off the heat, saying it hardly compared to some of his lifes bigger hardships.I was a prisoner of war of the Japanese when Japan attacked t
George Funk, 95, said he remembered many a typhoon in his youth, an era before the country's rapid urbanization when many families sheltered their homes with bamboo rafters woven with nipa palm leaves. He moved to the United States in 1945 but still has family near the capital.