This is very much worth our reading and remembering. Many suffered world wide.
The atomic bombing of Hiroshima left a spark – a spark which grew into universal forgiveness and kindness. From that unbounded forgiveness and kindness came a 1937 high school yearbook from a school that no longer existed – but its soul survived intact and gloriously
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Dad is simply a very quiet man. For every word he spoke, mom must have said a bazillion words. No wonder he was quiet. (You know, it may have been better to write “every word he tried to speak”.)
But this past Sunday, June 10, dad was a songbird in Spring…even though mom was there.
Dad was eighteen again and back in Hiroshima, riding the train to school with his friend Aoki. Carefree. Young. After 75 years, Dad was looking through his high school yearbook he probably never saw.
How I got that yearbook from 1937 for Dad is a story of unbounded kindness…
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Cool, Colleen, I’ll check it out. Love the first paragraph of the post! Hope you have having some happy biking this summer. Sara is in Lexington till the 15th. She’s supervising the packing of our container.
Hugs from Ecuador,
Kathy
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Oh, now I see how long she is here. 🙂 We have had some great biking this summer. Fantastic, in fact. I think you will like Mustang.koji’s writing.
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Let us never forget …. I think this is one of the worst things that ever happen in a war …. and I hope that it will never happen again. Sufferings for generations. Thanks for the reblog.
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You’re welcome Viveka. Koji writes some very good stuff. This kind of piece brings to light another side of horrible suffering from war.
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In all fairness I don’t think US really understood what powerful and destroying weapon they had at that time.
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I have to wonder this myself, at least the on going affects that are going to be forever in generations born of the survivors. Terrible things we humans do to one another.
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Yes, we are truly terrible to each other – on all levels in society,
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You are so correct.
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Thank you, my Queen…
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Thank you Koji, for sharing this.
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That was such a wonderful story, Colleen. In my eyes, forgiveness happens in the soul, and this person linked his Japanese past and his American present to lay it all to rest. Wow. I loved it. Thanks for the re-blog.
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You’re welcome Yaz. Koji writes some pretty impressive stuff. I love his family and historical pieces. He can give such a unique perspective.
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Such a sad anniversary. Never again! 😦
A lovely, thoughtful gift for the father. 🙂
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Isn’t he a thoughtful son? 🙂 And yes, a horrible anniversary.
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Absolutely, a thoughtful, caring son. (｡◕‿◕｡)
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What a wonderful gift for his father.
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Phenomenal gift.
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Lovely solemn reblog. Thank you.
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You’re welcome Paulette.
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