Two GIs In Tokyo
December 1945. The bombs have stopped falling, but Tokyo is still smoldering.
My grandfather always dreamed of publishing the story of his unforgettable week there—just months after Japan’s surrender—when two twenty-something GIs from Guam, armed with nothing but a seven-day pass and cases of black-market cigarettes, landed in the enemy capital they’d helped burn.
What follows is an extraordinary week of the Pacific War: treasure hunts on the ashes of the Ginza, back-alley deals, dinner... [Read More...]
