. >> i was born in a small town south of sacramento called floren. my dad had a farm. we raised grapes and strawberries. i was there until age 5, when world war ii started with the bombing of pearl harbor. sunday, my dad, who had been home, listening to the radio, heard about the bombing. first into the methodist church where my mother was playing the ya know, and interrupted the service, announcing that japan had bombed pearl harbor. all of a sudden, in that one instant, our lives changed. we did not know what was going to happen to us. at first, there was not that sentiment in the newspapers. things were quiet. theafter a while, newspapers started publishing articles about the perils of having the japanese on the west coast. neighbors, who had been friendly in the past, a little afraid. so we felt the sting of prejudice before we were sent to what euphemistically is called "internment camps." governmenticial documents called them "concentration camps." pearl harbor occurred the summer seventh, 1941 -- occurred december 7, 1941. 1942, the people of the sacramento area