I grew up under the shadow of World War II because my father was a child survivor of a Japanese concentration camp and my mother was pro-atomic bomb. Living in Japan helped me realize what really happened and make up my own mind about the atomic bombings.
Before I went back to Denver for bereavement with my dear husband, Steve, we had a whirlwind of activity getting settled in our new home in the Shinmachi district of Osaka. Interestingly enough this was the prostitution district of the city pre-World War II, and tons of U.S. incendiary bombs dropped on Osaka burned the … Continue reading First Days at Home in Osaka
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