It's late afternoon the day before Christmas in the little town of Newton. The main street echoes with the sound of happy, cheery voices, and the crunch of clean, white snow underfoot. To Johnny Grayson, swinging along in his air force uniform, the scene looks almost familiar - just as it was described to him back in the prisoner of war camp in Korea. Hesitating in front of the four-storey brick hotel, he can almost hear Mike's voice, weak, almost a whisper, but fighting the hopelessness with a memory and a dream...