Learning about this event in high school changed my out look on life. In my senior year we read Black Rain by Masuji Ibuse. I, of course, was shocked, horrified, humbled, and disgusted. I saw the events vividly, the shadow-prints on the wall of someone's vaporized body, the skin slipping off the flesh of a hand reaching from the contaminated river, the black rain, melted twisted metal.
Around a third of Hiroshima's population was dead within a week of the attack. That's somewhere above 100,000 people. Many more suffered through life and death from radiation sickness for years. Between 2,000 and 6,500 children were orphaned.
Brrr. I can't even kill ants. Imagine.
What was it like to be alive on that day? To actually remember it happening would be appaling to me. Not just from the perspective of any survivors in the area, but from the perspective of an American at home or at war.
Then and now images can be seen at the link below.....
From the BBC