With more soon,
J.T.
Osaka, Hokkaido, Kansai
It’s been over a full year since JIMBO TIMES reached Japan for the first time last summer.
I’ve had ‘Nippon’s’ pueblos in mind ever since, but only more so lately due to recent news of a series of typhoons and earthquakes rattling the island-nation.
My thoughts at this moment are especially with each of the friends I was able to meet in The Land of the Rising Sun; humble, honest people who I know are concerned about what follows in the aftermath of these perturbing events.
All across the world there is a challenge to human life and survival, and each human being plays a part in rising to those challenges. Recalling the great humanitarian spirit I encountered with the people of Japan, I believe their pueblos will overcome this critical period as so many do each day: with honor, unity, and resolve, and the tremendous strength borne from the synchrony between these things. From Los Angeles I surely wish it.
J.T.
Never Alone: A Bird’s Flight Through Japan
Harajuku, Tokyo; Japan, Summer 2017
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Transit riders are like most people too. And they can also be literary writers! ^.^
Thank you Hiroko, Sachiko, Marie, Hitomi, Takeshi, Hayasi, Mei, Keiko and the family, and the rest of the gang throughout this incredible time together.
Thank you to every attendant who helped me find my way, and thank you to The People of Japan, whose kindness made me feel welcome at each turn.
There are far more pictures to share, and I will find a way to get them to you!
For now, however, courtesy of each one of the folks above, JIMBO TIMES spans from Los Angeles to Tokyo and even more places in between and beyond.
And I hear that Japan is even more beautiful during the Winter and Spring seasons.
Is that so?!
J.T.
Survivors in Japan: Hiroshima
“My mother entered the center of Hiroshima three days after the bombing. She was four months pregnant with me. I was very sickly in my childhood, suffering from many kinds of infectious diseases, which might have been because of a weak immune system.
My mother developed bladder cancer in 1992, but recovered completely. Fourteen years later, she was bedridden half a year and could not stand up or walk at all. But she is now 99 years old and healthy. We live together.
My grandfather was in the center of Hiroshima. He was buried alive underneath a house, but returned home late at night. Ten days later many purple spots appeared on his body. He became weaker and weaker, [and] had a lot of bloody diarrhea and vomited excessively…
He could not eat or speak, and died twenty-seven days later.”
Mito Kosei, In-Utero (before birth) Survivor
Hiroshima, Japan
How is there Alone
When the whole universe surrounds you.
J.T.