When I got my wings the first time I was ever on an airplane. I think the captain, or a male flight attendant, gave me a pin with wings on it, and he actually pinned it on my shirt. I felt super special - I was 4. I like flying. The moment the pin went through the fabric, that is what it would be.

One evening, I noticed the moon (very nearly a full moon) had just risen. It was a pure white, in a very pale, light-coloured blue sky. The sky was still light, so I knew the sun must be up, but very close to setting. I spun around 180 degrees. The sun was just over the horizon, deep red, and the sky a beautiful orange. I stood there for many seconds, turning around and around. Both views were absolutely enchanting, one side pale and delicately-coloured, the other side rich and deep, and both of them in the sky at the same time. That they were exact opposite sides of the horizon, so I could only look at one at a time, was part of the magic.

Christmas morning, while I was still a kid and naïve. That one second when I'd wake up and remember what day it was.

My one second film would be a cannon ball.

A perfect moment that I would make into a one-second film is when I was little and my mom would drive me and my little brother around for hours in the car looking for Santa. She’s awesome, because now I’m older so it amazes me that she would drive around that long with us and pretend to hear/see Santa’s sleigh just to make us happy. But that’s moms for you.

My 1-second moment would be marching into the Olympic Stadium in 1984 as a competing athlete

My kids smiling.

The moment I stepped into the airplane leaving Korea for Toronto when I was 9 years old. It was the biggest turning point of my life, not to mention the perfect moment I would like to be caught into a one-second film.

"platoon 3051, dismissed!!"

Coming to America.

I know what it will be... but I have not experienced it yet. I promise to share it once it is mine to give.

I was in 7th grade. My friend Kevin, who was in 8th grade, got a guitar and started playing. The moment I saw his guitar and how it sounded, I was hooked. I got my first guitar in June that year. An Alpine White Fender Squire Stratocaster and amp. The moment I strummed my first chord would be my one-second film.

getting asked out

The first time I made a child laugh.

meeting my mother for the first time when i was 12 years old.

I'm not sure that any moment can ever be perfect. That's half the intrigue of the film.

My first and only skydive from a moving airlane. It was a great experience to conquer a fear by taking a risk. Then I would watch my 1-second film every morning when I first wake up.

It’s a toss up between the first time that I ever held my son and the first time I held him after returning from my deployment in Iraq. Both moments are beautiful and vivid and as close to perfect as possible.

The moment I quit my first job.

When i got a case of the giggles during my wedding ceremony