On the eve of Remembrance Day I can't help but think of something that has saddened me immensely since our trip to China last year. I was not prepared for it when our tour bus arrived at the Nanjing Memorial where 300,000 ordinary citizens were massacred during 6 weeks of occupation from mid December 1937 into January, 1938 .
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When they discovered the mass graves they started to excavate the area then decided to leave it "as is" and built a building on top to preserve this site for future generations
It's a solemn place and while I started to take photos outside I felt it was not right to photograph what I saw inside the Memorial. There were skeletons, bone fragments and bones/skulls scattered everywhere on the ground . It felt as if I was in a tomb. Many Japanese were also there giving their respects.
This site is a few square blocks in area with a Wall surrounding the perimeter. The actual Memorial building is more or less in the centre. Surrounding the Memorial building there are open "fields"
where they covered the ground with gravel and just left the "dead" where they lay. It was an overpowering sight to see the barren landscape and just imagined what had happened here over 7 decades ago by a ruthless aggressor.
My mind was having a hard time processing what I had seen and could only think of the poor innocent people buried here
As respect for the souls of these people you are instructed to walk on the cement paths, and not onto the gravel itself . It felt like such a barren place
the power of this Memorial is in its simplicity .
Outside the perimeter wall there is a shallow water filled moat with statues depicting the "dead"
I think that this is the saddest place I have ever been and even a year later I can't help but think that something like this ever happened . . . it's hard to imagine
Lest we forget all of these people, and of all the people that died in all the world wars all over the world to preserve our Freedom and our way of life.
Peace . . .