The Christian Century Deplores the Bombing (1945)

I was six year old. I owe my life to the school’s concrete wall. If I hadn’t been standing in its shadow, I would have been burned to death instantly buy the 5,000 degree heat flash. Instead, I found myself in a living hell, the details of which remain etched in my brain as if it happened yesterday. My mother, Kimiyo, was eight months pregnant. ................
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