VOSHN 228

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="212"><tr><td class="etesti">212</td><td class="edate">August 9<sup>th</sup>, 1945.  In the evening</td><td class="eage">41 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>He was dead with his both arms stretched out for help.</td></tr></table><table summary="haikei"><tr><td class="bg" background="../../photo/img530.jpg"><div class="large"><p>I hurried toward the epicenter.  After I passed through Ibinokuchi (district), there were burnt people here and there.  A streetcar was overturned, a cart horse was killed and human bodies were everywhere.  In the overturned streetcar, people were burnt black to death.</p><br><p>In the Urakami river there were many people.  What I pitied most was the figure of a burnt body that stretched his both arms toward the street after crawling out from a collapsed house.  Its neck was heavily burnt.  In such shape!  I pitied indeed.</p><br><p>In the river, people cried for help.  I needed to hurry to my house so that I could not help them.  My house laid flat and half burned.  All neighbours were the same so that I could not do anything.</p></div></td></tr></table></body>