Earthquakes: St. Louis and Japan: shaken, and stirred

Last week we in St. Louis felt our second earthquake here – well, some of us. At 3:00 a.m., many were soundly in dreamland, but I was sitting on the bed getting ready to tuck in after staying up way too late to finish a project. It seemed like a big truck was going by, rattling windows, except there was no truck around. The cat and I looked at each other. My daughter and her friend, upstairs still awake and chattering, had not even noticed!

The first earthquake I’ve ever felt happened here a few years ago, pre-dawn again, and was much more of a tooth-rattler than this one. I thought my husband was having a severe seizure, so realizing it was a mere earthquake was a relief. Even at 5.2 on the Richter, one daughter slept through it.

The last 4.2 quake made me think about the people in Japan still feeling some aftershocks of the big one that caused the triple disasters. For awhile, many were seasick from the ground rocking so much, so often. There is still a lot of suffering going on, and recently I read an article about the tsunami orphans. Sadly, the Japanese people are not so willing to adopt or foster children as many in the U.S. are – a cultural thing – and the kids will probably stay in an orphanage until they come of age, except the orphanages are a little overwhelmed now. I am happy to donate proceeds of Cherry Blossoms in Twilight sales to the Save the Children Japan relief fund.

The media soon forgets each tragedy, and thus so do we. But the people of Japan will be remembered through the book 2:46: Aftershocks: Stories from the Japan Earthquake. This Quakebook is the product of social networking. “Our Man in Abiko,” a British ex-journalist now living in Japan had the brilliant idea to collect memories of the earthquake and aftermath into a book. Via his blog and Twitter, volunteers and supporters and stories came pouring forth. The e-book version came out with all proceeds going to the Japanese Red Cross; now the e-book is free and an English-language print book is available via online stores or can be ordered from any U.S. bookstore. A bilingual English/Japanese print book is available in Japan via Amazon Japan (there is an English language button on the site) or check with U.S. Kinokuniya stores. Great Britain will soon get a print version, too. For more information view the Quakebook website or the Quakebook Facebook Page. Also, there is a wonderful website, Letters from Japan, full of poems and notes from the victims of the Japan earthquake to the world, in thanks for the outpouring of support – Thank you to Ayako for telling me about this.

Linda Austin
“Cherry Blossoms in Twilight”
http://www.moonbridgebooks.com

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Remembering D-Day and Memorial Day

Memorial Day weekend is the unofficial start – the good D-Day – of summer. Barbecues, corn-on-the cob, picnics, swimming in pools newly opened for the season, we can hardly wait to start the celebration! In the midst of our carefree fun in the new summer sun, some will stop to watch a parade, wave a flag, attend a ceremony. These are the people who remember that Memorial Day is not meant to memorialize happy summers past and welcome the new one, but for honoring those who died so that the living might have their summers in freedom. I am remembering this as I post some photos here that my daughter took of the American Cemetery in Normandy, France, during her spring break school trip this year. The photos are the one thing (besides herself) I asked her to bring back for me. Well, and a key chain from Paris which I did not get, but that’s another story.

I cannot help but feel, looking at the endless rows of pristine crosses, a great sadness at the magnitude of life that had to be wasted because of the arrogance of leaders happy to sacrifice their own countrymen for their own ambitions, and forcing other countries to defend themselves. And for all the crosses of the valiant who died fighting for their country, right or wrong, there are other crosses and stones marking the graves of civilian casualties. On Memorial Day, we must remember those who gave the ultimate sacrifice for us, and remember the hell on earth that is war.

A Field in Normandy

This is but a simple field
So long and flat and wide
Where shamelessly I shed the tears
I do not try to hide.
This bit of ground is hallowed now
Some friends of mine are here
They sleep the sleep they earned so much
They’ll awake with not a care.
My friends they were and will remain
and yours they should be too
For men like these are worth so much

Who gave their lives for you.
Retain this single thought
This mound of earth was once a man
and must not be forgot.

-unknown, handwritten on a scrap of paper

“Here rests in honored glory
a comrade in arms
known but to God”

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Talking to elder folks and elder folks talking

I like to check in on a blog called Depression Cookies by a mother-daughter team who have together written a novel, called Depression Cookies, about a mother and daughter who both “come of age” in different ways. Tia Bach, the (grown-up) daughter half, recently wrote an enlightening post at the request of her own grown-up daughter considering how she and other “olders” talk to each other about their lives in ways that might be discouraging or off-putting to younger people. Tia finishes by summarizing a Family Circle article she saved that speaks to “youngers” about understanding what the “olders” are going through at that stage of their lives. For all ages, learning to communicate positively with each other keeps the relationships going – and it takes everyone’s efforts to make a visit a good time. (Pay special attention to Tia’s point #4.)

>Oh, and here’s the recipe for their Depression Cookies – not what you’d think.

Linda Austin
“Cherry Blossoms in Twilight”
http://www.moonbridgebooks.com

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