the anniversary of Hiroshima
Today is the anniversary of Hiroshima……August 6, 1945.
Hiroshima is more than a mark on history for me, it may have been the reason I write these words today. My father’s Navy ship was ordered to turn around, a couple of days short of their destination point. Their destination, well a bomber called the Enola Gay changed that course.
The suffering that ensued was immeasurable. The suffering saved immeasurable as well…….I fear my dad would have been one……and me, well, I wouldn’t be.
My dad hated to travel. My mom wanted to see the world. My father never spoke of the war; I wanted to ask him so many questions, but it was a subject I knew best kept closed. After my dad died, I sorted through his possessions and found the ship’s log book he kept from WWII. My dad had been to…
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