I've lived on
Fillmore Street all my life. This is the only place I know, the
only place I feel comfortable living. I feel I can go out at any
time and not be afraid. I can say hello to the many people who I've
met and become friends with. It's my home.
San Francisco for the Internment Camps
When we had
to leave San Francisco, we had to sell everything. We had to sell
the store, our truck. We sold everything we had for $400. I didn't
feel anything against anyone. I just wanted to get back. I think
that was the main thing. To be able to come back because the only
place I knew was San Francisco.
We were in the
camp for four years. So, in the camp, my husband learned to build
things: dressers, cabinets. When we bought our home after the war,
every night after work, after dinner, my husband put this hardwood
floor in. If you look carefully, there's a pattern at the end of
the hallway, so I take great pride in this house.