VOSHN 264

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="247"><tr><td class="etesti">247</td><td class="edate">August 10<sup>th</sup>, 1945.  In the evening</td><td class="eage">21 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>There were still fires here and there.</td></tr></table><div class="largep"><p>I was walking through the ruin that's near to the ground zero.  Yamazato town had turned to be a burned-out field.  There were still fires here and there.  In Shiroyama town there remained no houses and buildings.  Fires were smoldering among the ashes.  Bodies were lying around there.</p><br><p>Walking near to the dormitory of the factory, where I had lived, I found many pine trees, which used to be a thick forest, fell over like ninepins.  When evening mist began to spread, fires were still seen."I doubt if this is the dormitory, where I have lived.  I don't know,"I thought.</p></div></body>