The stories we tell matter. I know this not from watching but from memory. I was just a child, held behind barbed wire in a U.S. internment camp, when an atomic bomb obliterated Hiroshimaβkilling members of my family. That horror etched itself into my life and forged my belief in the urgency of disarmament. Iβve heard this horror reflected over and over again in the stories of other hibakushaβsurvivors of these unimaginable attacks.
