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Messages from Hiroshima

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Syuzo Teruoka (male)
'Nyushi hibaku'  / 21 years old at the time / current resident of Tokyo
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The scenes of the A-bombed city are introduced here. The photographs are not directly connected with the messages. My memoir of Hiroshima A-bomb experience is to be in "Annual Report - Japan Modern History" #15, published by Gendai Shiryo Shuppan in 2010
My oldest memoir was in the former "Tokyo University of Education News" of Nov. 25th ,1965
Title: Hiroshima, the City of Anger and Guilty Conscience

In the early morning on August 6, 1945, we, four sergeants were supposed to leave for Hiroshima by order. At the very moment when we departed from our barracks in Tokyo, however, another order to wait for a while was given. This was because a new bomb was dropped in Hiroshima. At first we casually thought that it probably was a little bigger bomb than was usual.
In the early morning on August 10, the order of departure was given again. The train, having many troubles, arrived at Hiroshima in the early morning on August 12. Six days had passed since the A-bomb was dropped. One of us was from Hiroshima prefecture but he couldn't believe at first that it was Hiroshima when the train arrived. Seeing the ruins all over the city, he was stupefied for some time.

Of course, in the ruins of Hiroshima there were no roofs under which to sleep. Some man who arrived on the same day, slept outdoors. He died of effects of radiation much later. People were clearing the ruins with deep sadness in their minds during the daytime. People must have experienced the disgusting rotten smell in the summer fish market under the burning sun. That smell was everywhere in the whole city in midsummer. People left the city and disappeared to somewhere at night. The city was deserted at night. We could see fires everywhere and the night city was covered with white smoke. I heard that dead bodies were still being cremated. The A-bombed witnesses told me repeatedly the stories of hell : sudden eye-stabbing flash, tremendous heat blast, instant collapse of buildings, spewing flames from buildings, black clouds immediately covering the sky, pouring oily rain, numerous deaths, screams and roars.

We, four, were put in a barrack in a suburb of Hiroshima. And there were also many affected people accommodated. We, new comers, were ordered to stay in the middle of the A-bombed people. It was a Japanese style two-story house, full of injured people and their families: about 100. The 20-mat Tatami room without partitions was for us to sleep. There had been three families, a dozen or so affected people. Five of them were injured and lay down there. The rest were seemingly unaffected. My neighbor was a family of five members: parents, the fourth grader boy, a six-year old girl and a four-year old boy. As there was little space, if I turned over, I would bump against others. Having no information about the A-bomb, I thought easily that they were the family members who lost their houses and accompanied their burned family members.