VOSHN 355

<body><a href="../index.html">HOME</a><br><table summary="333"><tr><td class="etesti">333</td><td class="edate">Between August 22<sup>nd</sup> to 27<sup>th</sup>, 1945.</td><td class="eage">32 years old at that time</td></tr><tr><td class="ei_midasi" colspan=3>I'm in such agony that I feel like going mad.</td></tr></table><div class="large"><p>My elder son called Iwao had been burnt.  The younger son called Akira had been slightly wounded under his arm and near his ear.  Iwao had started having diarrhea before he died and the hair of his head had  come off.  Iwao was so strong that he didn't say it was painful.  He had put up with it as hard as he could and died on August 22nd.</p><br><p>Then a week later Akira died on August 27th.  He said in a great agony, "When my health condition is so bad, I feel like  I'm going mad.  I cannot express this agony in words.  I am in great pain and I'll go mad."  He suffered terribly.</p><br><p>His gums were bleeding, his skin was swollen like this and the blood was spouting out of there.</p></div></body>