Letters of the Lost Children 

Japan — World War II...

is not only the humanization of these born innocent, Japanese children of war, but a tribute to all the millions of children of wars of all cultures, for now & all generations to come.

A Creative Non-Fictional Account Inspired by Historical Events

We were inspired by a WWII album filled with original graduation photographs of very young Japanese student soldiers. These “Lost Children” remain unknown, as well as the identity of the American G.I. who killed them in battle and mounted their photos in his souvenir album.

Be prepared to read why we call them the "Lost Children”, and why we created their letters. And read the ancient and historical background of the Japanese culture up to Hirohito, the war era’s educational system, occupation, and postwar reconstruction of Japan.
Be prepared to feel the human emotions we felt from our hearts and souls while writing our book.

Read, View, Learn and Understand

In this book there is much more than genuine historical photographs. These are the faces of deceased, unidentified young Japanese student soldiers. Within this book is a memorial to the young soldiers who lived and died for their Emperor in what would become the last of the Imperial Age of Japan.

Read About...



do we call them the "Lost Children"?



placed these photographs in a lingering undiscovered album and why?  



gripped by the look and feel of each photo and untold story in the letters we composed for each young soul.

Song to the Chrysanthemum

Honorable Father,
You have educated me in the ways of the school of the ancient code of etiquette. I live by the highest codes of social and individual conduct, and feel honored to be your son.

For you, Father I will...


As early as the 12th century,
take-uma (bamboo horse) or stilts, have been mentioned in Japanese literature as common childhood toys.

The ancient design was rather simple. Two bamboo poles, two to three feet long, were attached to ropes. A small wooden wheel was placed on the other ends of the ropes. The child would hold the...

I Have
Just Returned

My Dear Sister,
When I left for battle, I was a student soldier. I truly never in my heart, thought I would take part in a military attack so young. My ambition was to go to university and join the army of the Emperor as an officer...