Education: Magic in Hiroshima

In Hiroshima, a few minutes past eight on the morning of Aug. 6, 1945, 37-year-old Tomikazu Matsui, owner of the largest printing company in town, was bicycling past a big wooden building on his way to his office. At that moment the bomb burst. The building collapsed, spilled into the street. Matsui was buried in the wreckage. His arm was broken and his head deeply gashed, but he managed to crawl from the wreckage, staggered on to his plant half a kilometer away. There, where his great Sogo Printing Co. had stood, he found nothing but ruins.

It took Matsui and his...

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