From: [email protected] (Gary S. Trujillo)
Newsgroups: alt.activism,soc.culture.japan
Subject: Hiroshima Survivors' Accounts (16 of 16) [was Re: Universal Peace Day]
Date: 4 Aug 90 21:17:43 GMT
Organization: gst's 3B1 - Somerville, Massachusetts

90/07/30 11:30:49 SYSOP    HIROSHIMA_WITNESS_No.5-3


Yoshito  Matsushige was a 32 year old cameraman for  the  Chugoku
Newspaper  at  that  time.  He was at  his  home  in  Midori-cho,
2.7kilometers from the hypocenter when the A-bomb was dropped. He
walked  around  the city right after the bombing  and  took  five
photographs which have become important historical documents.

Matsushige: I had finished breakfast and was getting ready to  go
to  the  newspaper when it happened. There was a flash  from  the
indoor  wires  as  if lightening had struck. I  didn't  hear  any
sound, how shall I say, the world around me turned bright  white.
And I was momentarily blinded as if a magnesium light had lit  up
in  front of my eyes. Immediately after that, the blast  came.  I
was bare from the waist up, and the blast was so intense, it felt
like hundreds of needles were stabling me all at once. The  blast
grew  large holes in the walls of the first and second  floor.  I
could  barely see the room because of all the dirt. I  pulled  my
camera  and the clothes issued by the military  headquarters  out
>from under the mound of the debris, and I got dressed. I  thought
I   would   go  to  either  either  the  newspaper  or   to   the
headquarters. That was about 40 minutes after the blast. Near the
Miyuki  Bridge, there was a police box. Most of the  victims  who
had  gathered  there  were  junior high  school  girls  from  the
Hiroshima  Girls  Business School and the Hiroshima  Junior  High
School  No.1. they had been mobilized to evacuate  buildings  and
they  were  outside  when the bomb  fell.  Having  been  directly
exposed  to the heat rays, they were covered with  blisters,  the
size  of balls, on their backs, their faces, their shoulders  and
their  arms. The blisters were starting to burst open  and  their
skin hung down like rugs. Some of the children even have burns on
the soles of their feet. They'd lost their shoes and run barefoot
through the burning fire. When I saw this, I thought I would take
a  picture  and I picked up my camera. But I  couldn't  push  the
shutter because the sight was so pathetic. Even though I too  was
a  victim of the same bomb, I only had minor injuries from  glass
fragments,  whereas these people were dying. It was such a  cruel
sight that I couldn't bring myself to press the shutter.  Perhaps
I hesitated there for about 20 minutes, but I finally summoned up
the  courage  to take one picture. Then, I moved 4  or  5  meters
forward  to  take  the  second picture.  Even  today,  I  clearly
remember  how the view finder was clouded over with my  tears.  I
felt  that everyone was looking at me and thinking  angrily,"He's
taking our picture and will bring us no help at all." Still,I had
to press the shutter, so I harden my heart and finally I took the
second shot. Those people must have thought me duly cold-hearted.
Then, I saw a burnt streetcar which had just turned the corner at
Kamiya-cho. There were passengers still in the car. I put my foot
onto the steps of the car and I looked inside. There were perhaps
15 or 16 people in front of the car. They laid dead one on top of
another.  Kamiya-cho was very close to the hypocenter, about  200
meters  away.  The  passengers had stripped  them  of  all  their
clothes.  They say that when you are terrified, you  tremble  and
your  hair  stands on end. And I felt just this term when  I  saw
this scene. I stepped down to take a picture and I put my hand on
my  camera. But I felt so sorry for these dead and  naked  people
whose  photo would be left to posterity that I couldn't take  the
shot.  Also,  in  those days we weren't allowed  to  publish  the
photographs  of corpses in the newspapers. After that,  I  walked
around,  I walked through the section of town which had been  hit
hardest.  I walked for close to three hours. But I couldn't  take
even one picture of that central area. There were other cameramen
in the army shipping group and also at the newspaper as well. But
the fact that not a single one of them was able to take  pictures
seems  to  indicate just how brutal the bombing actually  was.  I
don't pride myself on it, but it's a small consolation that I was
able  to take at least five pictures. During the  war,  air-raids
took  place  practically every night. And after  the  war  began,
there were many foods shortages. Those of us who experienced  all
these  hardships,  we  hope that such  suffering  will  never  be
experienced again by our children and our grandchildren. Not only
our children and grandchildren, but all future generations should
not  have  to go through this tragedy. That is why I  want  young
people to listen to our testimonies and to choose the right path,
the path which leads to peace.

This has been testimony by Mr. Yoshito Matsushige.
--
Gary S. Trujillo                              [email protected]
Somerville, Massachusetts                     {wjh12,spdcc,ima,cdp}!gnosys!gst