VOSHN 37

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="033"><tr><td class="etesti">033</td><td class="edate">In the morning on August 6<sup>th</sup>, 1945</td><td class="eage">46 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>A waterspout formed above the river.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img137.jpg"><div class="large"><p>I saw a rescue brigade on the raft coming down the river.  I cried out, "Hello!  Please help me!  My hands are numb and I can't hold on to the lumber any longer.  My husband died.  My two children are missing.  I can't die here yet, please."  A member said, "Sorry for you but there're others that must be rescued first," and they passed away.  One after another the rafts passed me by, and I was left there alone.</p><p>Despairing, I floated on.  Both the riversides were ablaze.  Suddenly a fire reached the water and then a waterspout formed.  It rose up some meters above the river.  Then I could see it was rushing toward me.</p></div></td></tr></table></body>