T he Sakashitas gather in front of a gigantic red balloon. Inside it are the ashes of their late father, Haruhiko, and his late dog, Fuu-chan. On a count of three, Saiko, the dead man’s daughter, snips the string tethering the helium-filled orb. It shoots into the sky, with a dozen smaller balloons in pursuit. The family members watch—some waving—until the balloons disappear into the clouds. “Our father was a calm man, always travelling the world,” says his oldest son, Kohei. “Whenever we look at the sky, we will think of him.”
Sakashitas聚集在一个巨大的红色气球前。里面是他们已故父亲Haruhiko和他已故的狗Fuu-chan的骨灰。死者的女儿西科（Saiko）剪了三个，剪了绳子，绑住了充满氦气的球。它射入天空，追捕十几个小气球。家庭成员观看 - 有些挥舞着 - 直到气球消失在云层中。“我们的父亲是一个平静的人，总是环游世界，”他的大儿子Kohei说。“每当我们看着天空时，我们都会想到他。”
