A year and a half ago, I was able to travel to Hiroshima in Japan. Looking at the vast majority today you would find a modern Japanese city. It is clean, has good transit, and is quite modern. However as one gets closer to the site where the first A bomb was dropped, one comes across the ruins of the Hiroshima Prefecture Industrial Promotion Hall. Everyone inside that hall died instantly on that fateful morning of August 6th, 1945. At a nearby museum videos play that tell the stories of survivors of the blast. In the films, survivors talk of horrific injuries they suffered, being witness to so many deaths, and their lives forever changed by that one bomb blast. When they woke up that morning, nothing could have prepared them for what would happen later on that day. It was merely another day of work, or of school. Nobody would believe how hundreds of thousands of lives could be changed so quickly.