The Rising Sun

The Rising Sun

My father’s family came to the US from Hiroshima in 1905. During WWII, my family was interned in the American concentration camps while their cousins and nieces died at the dawning of the Atomic Age.

I can only hope to live up to their legacy— a barren sea of sand and the burnt shadows in my heart.

History is what you make with it.

“Now I am become death, the destroyer of worlds.”

— J. Robert Oppenheimer —

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