The property my father grew up on, among rice fields and mountains, has been in the Arai family for four generations.  I found albums upon albums of old photographs dating back to the turn of the century.

A photograph of my Aunt as a little girl in the 50’s.

The view to the left when walking out of the house and onto the road.  The tanbo (rice fields) were not planted yet.  I remember childhood summers catching little green frogs in these fields with my sister.

My father, grandfather, grandmother and aunt in the 60’s.

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