My father was in Nagasaki two weeks after they dropped the bomb. He’d just spent the last four years in the Pacific in some pretty hairy spots (including Guadalcanal, Coral Sea, Leyte, Iwo, Okinawa) and earning 7 battle stars. He is one of the dwindling few who have witnessed the result of the use of “the bomb” first hand, and his views on their use is complex. One of the items he has kept all these years is a little twisted brown thing - almost unrecognizable - but it is a fused portion of a human spine, the last remains of some poor soul lost. It isn’t kept as a trophy of the vanquished, but as kind of a memorial to the completeness of war. I don’t know what I’ll do with it when he passes - maybe it belongs at home in Japan.
War is an awful thing. Japan shouldn’t have started it. Millions died as a result.
The one’s who got vaporized were luckiest of those civilians who died in the bombs.
The not so lucky, were the civilians who got starved to death inch by inch in almost ALL the areas that Japan invaded during the war.