おじいさん


Ojiisan is Japanese for Grandfather.


I have never known the pleasure of having a grandfather.


Hiro’s is a remarkable man. Over 90 years old, he speaks perfect and masterful English. This is a rarity for a fellow of his years, especially since he has never lived outside Japan.


In Ojiisan’s progressed years, he tends to sleep a lot.


Ojiisan is the perpetual scholar. And thus, he surrounds himself with his books.

He sleeps among them. Old friends.


By his bed he keeps his tools. His red pens for his annotation habit. His scissors and adhesives for cutting and pasting.


He gave me a book. The book was published right after the war when in Ojiisan’s word’s “Tokyo was tremendously devastated”. It is a prized possession of mine.

I like to read little segments of it here and there. I especially like reading Ojiisan’s annotations that appear in a superbly neat hand within the margins.

Ojiisan is an authority on Japanese dragon flies and has appeared on many television documentaries, including one for the BBC.

Ojiisan has lived a noble life and his stories never fail to move me. Perhaps you would like to hear one some day?

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