I saw folded paper, origami, cranes in someone’s window.
I must have read ‘Sadako and the Thousand Paper Cranes’ about that many times when I was a kid.
Sadako was tragic and brave.
Everything about the story was tragic and brave.
We were all terrified of the The Bomb then, had been for nearly forty years.
My parents were terrified.
Their parents were terrified.
A few years later I met a survivor of the bombing of Hiroshima.
She was the oldest and tiniest lady I’d ever met.
She had the softest hand, that’s all I remember really.
I went to a protest rally when I was twelve.
We protested the testing of cruise missiles in northern Alberta and Saskatchewan.
I met the leader of the New Democratic Party.
I was still terrified of The Bomb.