My Grandads Story during the War and Me
Most war stories are sensational and stereo typical of what one expects to hear. My Grandad's story is boring but it paints a different picture of what one would expect.

During WW2 my Grandad(GD) was a young doctor living in his hometown of Kyoto. I believe he was just out of medical school when the Japanese Government were recruiting doctors for their colonization project in Asia. These doctors were volunteers working for the military but not military personnel themselves - this fact was crucial to my GD's future. My GD was sent to a small farming community near Seoul Korea to run a Medical Clinic. They also prepared a house for him to live in. The clinic was free and looked after the Japanese and Korean people living there. He was very liked by the Korean farmers because he was the first doctor to ever look after them. Also, among other things the Japanese built school was also the first school that any of these children attended - of course these school were taught in Japanese with Japanese curriculum. According to my GD, the town was very peaceful, not a single racial incident during the time he was there. There was no military presence and only one police officer. The Japanese and Korean people of this community didn't have friction, however, my GD did say there was a suspicious missing of teens and young adults. All the Koreans in town were small children or older people. Apparently, all younger people that didn't need to be there were sent away for safety reasons so there was apprehension just under the surface. As the war progressed, American bomb raids became frequent. Sirens would blare and both Koreans and Japanese would scramble to the bomb shelters and wait there for hours. Adults would not have food in these shelters but kids were handed out one small hard cracker like bread called Katapan which for some reason they were not allowed to eat until the all clear siren sounded. To me these sounds counter productive but that's what they did according to my GD. When the Japanese surrender happened, the Japanese government was abolished and all Japanese government presence in Korea disappeared. Only the military still had structure but only for the purpose of evacuation back to Japan. Although my GD was liked in the farming community, he and the other settlers were not safe in other parts of Korea were they were not known. There was no police officers or Government evacuation process for the settlers - only soldiers and military personnel. This was not good for my GD because he was a civilian volunteer working for the military; there was no evacuation process for him. Luckily his cousin was soldier in the army and with a little networking was able to get my GD on the ship he was on. My GD took only money, papers and pictures and hoped on ship with his cousin. Now, because his cousin lives in Saga so the boat they got on was headed for Saga. My GD planned to get off at Saga and head up north to Kyoto. Thing is, when the ship made it to the Saga harbor, there was a strong typhoon. Furthermore, unlike a normal day, there were hundreds of ships do to the evacuation so they had to queue in line to dock. The typhoon got really bad so that they tied the boats side to side against each other and had the passengers walk from boat to boat to get to the dock. The passengers had to leave everything behind because the orders to abandon ships came suddenly. Shortly after, all the ships sank and with them went all my GD's papers. Now, right after the surrender, not only was the Japanese government gone, but it took a few days for the American government to effectively take over, except the ports and airports. These ports were immediately manned since they are the only way to get in and out of Japan. So because my GD and the other people lost their papers, they were detained at the port in Saga until their identities could be verified. By the time my GD was allowed to leave the port the Americans had set up a travel lock down. The Americans prevented travel from one city to another for several months until they gained full control of running the country and felt they secured themselves from threats. If he lift the port earlier, he could have made it back to Kyoto before the travel restrictions came into effect. My GD couldn't go home. My GD lost all his money in the ship and there was no government to provide aid yet he needed food and shelter. Fortunately, his cousin helped him out and in a few days he found a labor job and a place to live. Later, even after the travel restriction was lifted, he stayed in Saga since he already had a job and house there- if he moved back to Kyoto, he would have to find a job and house all over again. In a short time, he found work as a doctor again but on a ship. After a year as a ships doctor he was able to get a job at a hospital. He married my Grandma(maybe part of the reason he stayed in Saga?) and hence my mom was born in Saga

My Mom wanted to study music and the closest University with a music program was in the prefecture below, Nagasaki Kyushu. While in Nagasaki university, she met my dad who happened to be back home in Nagasaki from Mexico City University because there was a student visa issue. By an incredible number of coincidences I ended up being born in Nagasaki instead of Kyoto, Korea, Saga or Mexico.