| ID Code | 3101-0184 |
|---|---|
| Artifact Name | School uniform |
| Donor | YAMANE Yoshie |
| Receiving Date | 2019/10/11 |
| Size (W×H×D) (mm) | 750×530 |
| Distance from the Hypocenter(m) | 700 |
| Number | 1 |
| Location | Peace Memorial Park vicinity |
| Description | Items left by Hideo Yamane (then 12) Donated by Yoshie Yamane Hideo Yamane was a mobilized student working at a building demolition work site (700m from the hypocenter, Nakajima-shin-machi) when he was exposed to the atomic bomb. Starting the next day, his mother, Hatsue (then 37), searched at camps throughout the city every day, but was never able to find Hideo. A few days after they held a funeral without his body, a neighbor who had also been searching for missing family members happened to find Hideo's school uniform and delivered it to his mother. Hatsue found his lunch box among the burnt remains of the building demolition work site. Although Hideo's name was not on the lunch box, she was convinced that it was his because of the arrangement of the remaining contents, so she took it home. Excerpt from notes written by Yoshie Yamane, Hideo’s younger sister: At 8:15 am, with a flash and boom, the atomic bomb is said to have fallen on Hiroshima, bringing serious damage. Starting with the 12 o'clock train, so many people who had been badly burned returned. Each time a train arrived, our mother would go out to see if my brother Hideo came back. But, no matter how many times she went out, he never returned. Starting on August 7th, our mother went to Hiroshima every day. As tickets couldn't be purchased easily, one of our relatives helped her get there. Mother said that if there was no way for her to get a ticket, she was still going to go even if it meant sneaking on the train without paying. She was desperate and seemed a bit frantic. Excerpt from diary of Hatsue, Hideo’s mother: Hideo!! Mother has come to get you, please forgive me. If I had told you to stay home that day, you wouldn't have died. But I made you go and now you are dead. Please forgive me. When offering of incense in my turn at the funeral, I couldn’t help myself breaking down in tears. Please call me to be with you soon. I want to see you as soon as possible. I pray from the bottom of my heart. I can see your smiling face on that day, your honest and cheerful face. Why won't you talk to me? (omitted) Mother will come to you soon. And I will beg your forgiveness to my heart's content. So, Hideo, please call me to you soon. Please. |