For days and weeks and months and even years all Hawkeye could think about was how much he hated Korea. He used to compose grand arias, write elaborate limericks, construct artistic representations of his rage, or when he was lazy and drunk, just say, “I hate Korea.” But the war is over now – it’s been over for some time. Hawkeye’s been in Cabot Cove for over a decade, taking over his father’s practice, eating lobster like candy, and just trying to be happy. But all he can think about is how much he misses Korea because that’s where BJ is.