Oral History Interview with Takeo and Roberta Shiroma, December 7, 2003 Page: 6

                                
Mrs. Shiroma: Usually very helpful, as the Quakers, the Friends. Very charitable, gave
coffee to the people. I don't know if we had tea. I remember the coffee
and doughnuts.
Mr. Shiroma: When they came to visit us in camp.
Mr. Metzler: After you left the train? These Quakers, were they in L.A.?
Shiromas:   Yes.
Mrs. Shiroma: I do remember one thing. After the war broke out, the owner of the house
that we lived in wanted us to move. And my mom and dad said, "Oh, we
have no where to go." So some minister came, I don't know which church
he belonged to, but I remember his name was Reverend Nicholson. He
talked to the landlord, and said that it wasn't the Christian thing to do. He
said, "Okay, they can stay." And that is how we were able to remain in
that house until we had to go help my uncle and aunt move. I do
remember that.
Mr. Metzler: Well, let's go now to your experiences on the train ride when you were
taken from California and you ended up in Arizona.
Mr. Shiroma: We were separated from old friends, and then as time went on, we made
new friends. Talking about your friends for sixty years.

Mrs. Shiroma: In fact, that was a dividing line in our lives. Before camp, or after camp.
Mr. Shiroma: Or what camp were you in, or...did you know somebody there? It's a
small world.
Mr. Metzler: So on the train ride, how long did it take to get to your destination?
Mr. Shiroma: Oh, it's just a long way.