Iwakuni is where my parents met, in 1960. My little sister and I visited in March of this year, and were able to scatter my older sister’s ashes in the Nishiki river, and commit them to our ancestors. I haven’t visited the Kintai Bridge since I was a boy. It still looks the same. Fond memories…
A beautiful place. I'm glad you were able to honor your sister's memory. Thanks for sharing.