Word: tadashi
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Dates: during 1980-1989
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...come out of Tokyo, Tadashi and I, come out of the chaos of bodies and things; come out northward by the bullet train, which gave 100-m.p.h. passage through rice fields hard by small industries and then up through mountain valleys. We had left a city of rooftop birds-pigeons, crows, sparrows-and we hoped...
Instead of dingy city birds, now, in Nagano prefecture of central Japan, we saw turtledoves with feathers tipped gold like scales of the carp, and swallows dipping low, and skylarks singing from their hovers. "I know birds," Tadashi said. "There's big ones and small ones...
...translator, after having served 16 years in the Self-Defense Forces. Although raised in Fukuoka, he was born in 1942 in Nagasaki because his mother, following custom, returned to her natal city for the birth. Because of that, as well as to escape air raids near Fukuoka, she and Tadashi returned again to Nagasaki in August of 1945 for the birth of his brother...
...does not remember the explosion. But he remembers his anger when, a few years later, classmates began dying from radiation-induced leukemia. He has worked to put the bitter memory behind him. As a survivor of the nuclear fire, Tadashi receives free lifetime medical care, and he reports twice annually for a physical examination. Perhaps because one of the high hills of Nagasaki stood between him and the epicenter, his health is good...
...Tadashi and I had left the bullet train, on which we got to know each other, at Niigata and had taken a limited southwest down along the blue Sea of Japan. At the coastal city of Itoigawa we caught a primitive local that followed the Fossa Magna, that grand cleft dividing interior Japan, up into the Hida range. The train chugged upcountry, passing through hot-spring villages where station names were no longer in Roman letters, passing the jade mines at Kotaki. The railroad paralleled the Himekawa, a river that seemed to flow granite, so stony and gray...