On May 14, 2009, three years after his death, the second anniversary of his death was held in a country town of the west end of Kobe.
It was a Buddhist memorial service of the mourning at his birthhome.
The relatives who attended the ceremony,
such as the uncles and aunts, were all older than him only except his three younger sisters and me.
They mourned his early death and compared their own age with his age of death.
Then they talked each other, with a new and very young priest of their old family temple, about the memory of his boyhood ,
mostly beautiful memories like how sweet and good he used to be.
In a gentle spring sunlight, the ceremony which was a big event in a country house has been carried on solemnly.
It has been kept by the people who believe that what they had to keep is what they have to and will have to forever.
That’s a part of the Japanese culture.