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[quote=Anonymous][quote=Anonymous][quote=Anonymous]One of my college professors was a Hiroshima survivor who then became a US citizen.  He started each day telling us how precious life is to which we all rolled our eyes during the first few weeks.  But after a few weeks went by, we began to see how genuinely he cared for every single one of us.  After a few more weeks, he told us the story of going into Hiroshima after the bombing, what it looked like, who he lost.  Not  much I remember about my college classes from 35 years ago, but boy do I remember him and his words.   I used to tell my kids about him and some of the things he used to say as a demonstration that college is not all about the classes you take but the other things you learn there that you carry forward in life.

He died a couple of years ago and his obituary ran in several newspapers and I was so sad when I saw it but so heartened to see read the obits and learn how he impacted so many lives other than my own.

I know, this really doesn't fit this thread, but once again I am thinking of him.[/quote]

He sounds so thoughtful. What was his name? Thank you for sharing this. [/quote]

Sachio Ashida
Associate Professor Psychology
WWII
Japanese Imperial Army Air Force Kamikaze Pilot
From a memorial written by Cichorei Kano, a judo associate of Dr. Ashida:
In the war, when he was about 20 years old, Ashida-sensei was in the Japanese Air Force as a suicide pilot fighting the Americans. He was on a mission to fly
over Hiroshima about 16 hours after the bomb had been dropped. In one of the most tragic and chilling accounts, Ashida told that he landed his plane, found a bicycle and pedaled amidst the burning remnants of the city. He mentioned that he came across a woman carrying a bucket on her arm; in the bucket was the head of her daughter whose body had been blasted apart. It was an image he never was able to ban from his mind.
After the war, when he was 29, in 1953, he decided to come to the US and wanted to study for a PhD in Psychology & Mathematics at the University of Nebraska. At that time he held the rank of godan. He struggled with English, of which his knowledge was insufficient to pass the entrance exam. In consequence he was assigned an English tutor by the name of Margaret. The two later married. [/quote]

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