VOSHN 149

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="139"><tr><td class="etesti">139</td><td class="edate">On the morning of August 9<sup>th</sup>, 1945.  Just before the explosion</td><td class="eage">37 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>Can gold letters in the window be kept until autumn?</td></tr></table><div class="largep"><p>The Nagasaki branch office of The Nishi-Nippon Newspaper, where I used to work as a bureau chief, had just moved.  The office was on the main street.  On the morning of August 9th, the signboard painter came to paint the sign.  It said in gold, "The Nagasaki branch office of The Nishi-Nippon Newspaper" on the window facing the street.  Mr.Yoshimura, the cameraman jokingly said,</p><p> "Chief, do you think that the sign could be still here by the autumn?"</p><p>I laughed and said,</p><p> "Don't say that, you will bring a bad luck."</p><br><p>Soon the painting was finished.  I paid the fee to the painter, came back to my seat and sat down.  And then......</p></div></body>