When I lived in Japan, I once visited Shibuya train station in Tokyo. The station is known for a stature of a famous local hero at its entrance. No samurai, sensei or prophet. A dog. A good ‘ole dog. A loyal dog.
The tale goes that the Akita dog named Hachiko walked his owner to the train station each day then greeted him at the end of the day back at the station. This routine only went on for a year until the death of the owner in 1925. A college professor, the owner died at work and never returned to the train station.
For nine more years Hachiko waited at the station for his owner to return.
Of course this tale has been made into an Americanized movie version, in Hachiko: A Dog Tale, starring Richard Gear.
Our son is an animal lover like no one I have ever met so I thought this would be a perfect film for him. One look at the puppy on screen, and he was hooked.
The way a dog stands by his owner, dutifully shows up and never gives up on human nature amazes me. I often want to give up on the humans in my life. I can learn from Hachiko and from my son who squeezes my hand during the movie and says,This is sad, but so so good mama.
Yep, and as is life. Sad at times indeed, but so so good.
by J.G. McGlothern