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it did. when i was a kid, my great-grandfather would always mumble about how amazing america was. i had moved to america when i was young, so i didn’t think much of it, it just seemed like old man stuff. he passed away when i was six. years later, when i was in my early adulthood, i finally asked my grandma why he was so obsessed with america. she told me after world war ii, during the american occupation of japan, my great-grandfather was around 19 and living in tokyo. he met an american soldier named samuel whitaker, a translator from iowa.
they became close, then fell in love, even though they had to keep it secret. they hid their relationship, meeting in secret and what not, until one day they were caught. samuel was deported and dishonorably discharged. my great-grandfather was forced by his family to marry a woman right after. that woman became my great-grandmother, and their first kid was my grandma. before he died, he told her everything. he believed in honesty, even if the truth hurt. turns out, he didn’t love america because of what it was.
he loved it because samuel came from there

what a sad beautiful tragic love affair…

thats so heartbreaking , that it happend to both of them

THIS MADE ME CRY! I HOPE THEY MEET IN AFTERLIFE （/TДT)/

THIS MADE ME CRY! I HOPE THEY MEET IN AFTERLIFE

goodness

Bro, it's 1 am, and this is making me cry. It's so far they couldn't be together, but their love will always carry on through their memories and energy. Even on his deathbed, he thought about their love.