Peace Memorial

Good morning everyone,

About the yesterday's blog, or the day before that, or the day before hasn't changed for a couple of weeks and doesn't look like it will anytime soon. I'm hoping against hope that it'll cool down a bit after the Obon Holiday. Till then, it'll be hot, hazy and humid every day with highs in the mid-30s and lows in the mid to high 20s.

Did any of you go to the Peace Park yesterday for the memorial service? I did. It was the first time they had the entire seating area covered with a tent. I guess it's in response to the aging of the victims, who now average 80 years old. In 20 years time, there won't be anyone left alive who actually remembers the bombing. That's a scary thought-but the good news is that volunteers and family members are scrambling to get victims to recall as much as they can before their memories fade and are gone forever.

Sitting under a tent was still hot, but it was far, far better than being out in the open under the blazing sun. And this was the first year that they provided water for the attendees to take with them to their seats. Until now, we could get water but had to drink it on the spot.

One downside to sitting under the canopy was that the release of the doves was pretty underwhelming...ha ha! All we could see were a few shadows flitting by on the rooftop. Still, it was a small price to pay to keep cool...well, relatively cool anyway. No one in the world, would call yesterday's temperature, 'Cool'.

I often get asked why I attend the ceremony and to be honest, I'm not a huge fan of the ceremony. It's meant for politicians, dignitaries and survivors. For me, the most important thing is to be at the park at the stroke of 8:15. During the moment of silence I try to imagine in as much detail as I can what the scene would have been like during the bombing. I suppose it isn't necessary to do it at the park, but it's a very small inconvenience for me to show respect for the victims of the 'Little Boy'.

The price I had to pay? Well, after work I got to ride the bus home next to drunken businessman...that's always least he just tried to sleep rather than attempt to make conversation with me. ha ha!

Have a great day!

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