Late but working on taxes.
Your reminder about Hiroshima------my Dad was a Machine Shop Foreman at Martin's in Md. and worked on building B-52's. Ironically, this launched his career into owning 3 machine shops that did very meticuluous parts----some later used in the space work.
Saw the Enola Gay in Maryland in a hangar before they moved it to the Air and Space Museum-----about 15 years ago. Such a small plane to carry out the mission it did.
Went with a small group of friends for viewing it. There was a very strange feeling in the presence of the plane.
This is the second time in 3 days that Hiroshima has come up---I am working with a Japanese concert pianist. After her lesson we spent an hour talking. She is as she says americanized and loves it-----she is very curious about my ancestry of 5 countries and a little Cherokee.
She is Americanized and thinks America is the greatest country in world-------remarked that other countries look to us for leadership.
Rather bizarre that Hiroshima was instrumental in making Japan and America friends. And, for me to have a Japanese piano student.
Life is a continuum of experiences and connections----a flow----I am truly awed by this essay that is being written.