Today is the Anniversary of the Hiroshima Atomic Bombing. Every year it is always hot on this day. I watched the Ceremony of Peace on TV. Both of my parents are victims of the atomic bombing but I never went to the ceremony. We all prayed at the exact time when the atomic bomb dropped in Hiroshima. I remembered when I and my father prayed together silently. My father fortunately had escaped from the near death and asked himself how he should live from that time on. My father thought that many people died with no reason so he realized to continue living from that time on. I knew it since my father died. I respect my father.