This is more of a pensive post, than a celebratory one. I have some
sad, serious thoughts when I reflect upon Hiroshima, not so much
on the deaths that started it. Pearl Harbor was an attack that we
could not ignore!
Two servicemen who served in different times have been very close
to me. One, an ex-husband, who served in the aftermath of Viet Nam
told me he sobbed while walking the eerie halls of the museum at
Hiroshima. The sight of a melted doll hit him right in the gut. We
didn’t just kill enemy infantrymen… the white silent cloud of the
atomic bomb left its message and it had a huge impact on Japan.
The second serviceman was a proud WWII veteran, decorated hero.
He also was moved to tears when he read a book about the mass
devastation. It was the only time I ever saw a tear in Sarge’s eyes,
except at the death of his sweet wife Alice.
Sarge’s feelings clouded his judgment, they made his right vs. wrong
opinions soften and change. The hard back book he read, title not
known by me, his friend and confidante, made him feel “ashamed.”
He said these powerful words, “The number of civilians that the
Japanese killed was low, the military attack killed thousands. Our
bombing of civilians in Hiroshima was a vastly higher toll of death.”
On Victory in Japan day, may there be peace in America and that show
of force may have mattered. It HAD to have mattered!
Let’s think of the Japanese internment in America and the loss of Japan
Town in California, where people had to pull out of their homes,
businesses and be transported to an environment similar to a Nazi
concentration camp. Thank God, no one was “gassed” here on our
Another viewpoint, but also one held by two retired servicemen
who saw the remains of that day. One in a book and another in a
museum, that held a doll of some Japanese child in a display case.