VOSHN 13

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="010"><tr><td class="etesti">010</td><td class="edate">Just before the bombing on August 6<sup>th</sup>, 1945</td><td class="eage">49 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>I had just come to the middle of the underpass, when....</td></tr></table><div class="largep"><p>I was going to Hiroshima Station and was to ride a streetcar.  I went to the Takanobashi streetcar station and found there were twenty to thirty people waiting in a long line.  The streetcar hadn't come.  It was so hot that I took shelter under the roof of the platform and was on tiptoe expecting my car to arrive soon.  However, it was a long time in coming.  I looked at my watch.  It was almost eight o'clock.  "What's happening to the streetcar?"  I was irritated.</p><br><p>Here came my streetcar at last, and I hopped aboard.  It ran so slowly, though.  When it finally arrived at Hiroshima Station, I could see my train puffing black smoke and ready to leave in a few minutes.  I hurried off the streetcar and ran through the underpass.  When I had just come to the middle of the underpass, when...</p></div></body>