Tanforan's Little Tokyo!: How the interned Japanese react to strange test
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How the Interned
Japanese React
To Strange Test
In the words of the race track's pet
joke, there's just one race at Tanforan
today-the Japanese race. How the
Nipponese gathered at the Tanforan
assembly center live their daily lives,
how they react to their lot, is re-
counted in a series of articles of which|'
this is the first-The Editor.
BY KAY WAHL
Girls with glamor bobs, laughing
in front of the grandstand; bar-
racks in the infield, a boy in the
`clubhouse wearing a blue and gold
rooter's cap-
Two-room apartments where the
stables used to be, zinnias and let-
tuce growing in front of them,|:
school children with their books
coming down the stairs that say
"Thoroughbred and Clubhouse Pa-
trons Only-"
Boys playing tennis on the race-
track, high school kids in flats and|:
corduroys eating Eskimo Pies, sail-
boats on the lake behind the tote] ;
board that still says "First Race-"
This is Tanforan. From _ the
moment you go inside the ornamen-
tal iron gate, and see the sign under
the grandstand roof, still advertis-
ing races for October, 1941, your
mind is open and eager for impres-
sions. But it is a long time before
you can sort them out and appre-
ciate the situation at Tanforan As-
sembly Center.
Sociology Experiment
For there is only one race there
today, to use a witticism old since
last March, and you know that, in
itself, is a significant part of the
situation. You know that in front of
you, with all of its machinery in
motion, is an involuntary sociolo-
gical experiment that is unparalleled
in our history.
For although Tanforan is not
typical of the others, it is one of
several centers, which are part of
the evacuation program for all of
the Coast's Japanese, pending perm-
anent relocation centers far from
military areas.
But the significant psychological
and national aspects are not what
you see first. You see first the sur-
face things, the physical things.
And most of the surface things are
pleasing, for the residents, except
for the basic fact of control.
They Seem Hapy
You see the people. At Tanforan
(and you are told that at some other
centers this is not always the case)
they are smiling, they seem happy.
You look at them and talk to them,
`and you try to do it without think-
ing that others of their race are our
enemies. For you know that even the
Army, most greatly concerned with
the possibility of their attachment
to those enemies, says that many of
them are loyal American citizens.
Earlier an Army spqkesman ex-
plained, "There wasn't time-there
literally wasn't time-to segregate
the loyal from the disloyal.
"Common prudence dictated their
removal from these vital areas," he
pointed to a map stippled with
gray, deepening to black at points
next to military or industrial areas.
--
"T asked a Japanese whom I
know well," he said, "how many
Kibei (American born, Japan-edu-
cated) he thought were loyal-he
said, `Not more than 5 per cent. Of
the Nisei (American born and edu-
cated) he estimated 75 per cent.' "
A City of 7800
So here at Tanforan is a city of
7800 people, built and populated in
a few weeks.
The WPA was asked by the Army
early in March to take over the oper-
ation of the camps, and Frank L.
Davis, assistant state director of the
WPA was named manager of Tan-
of five divisions, work and maint-
enance, feeding and housing, service,
finance and supply.
The first group of Japanese was
moved in on April 28, and on com-
pletion of evacuation of Military
Area No. 1 on June 7 there were
7759 residents living on the 118
acre racetrack.
In addition to converted buildings
already on the grounds there are
135 barracks; each 20x100 feet, 19
mess halls, 18 shower buildings, 16
toilet buildings, three laundry build-
ings, and five infirmary buildings.
Converted Stables {
The phrase "converted buildings
already on the grounds," refers to
what used to be stables, and what
was at first a great cause of com-
plaints by friends of the Japanese.
The stables were converted into two-
room apartments, finished inside
with plywood. But, said the com-
plaints, "they smell!"
Now, however, the residents who
live in the converted stables say
Director of Tanforan's assembly center for
Japanese is FRANK DAVIS.
foran. Under him he has directors,
they are fond of them, that there is
no smell, and that they do not want
to move from them into the newer
barracks.
Japanese help is used throughout
the center, and the residents who
work receive pay in the form of
Scrip, negotiable at the center's
canteen. They cannot use money-
those who brought it into the center
with them still have it, in money
belts or hidden in their quarters.
All receive an allowance for cloth-
ing and spending money.
Japs Prepare Food
Japanese cooks prepare all the
food, from the central commissary to
the individual mess halls, under di-
rection of Caucasians. Chief steward
is John E. Fogarty, who is a man
with a sense of humor.
When -he first went to Tanforan,
in the chaotic days of its organiza-
tion, he couldn't remember the
Japanese names of his volunteer
assistants.
That is the reason that today, if
you visit the commissary department
at a time when Mr. Fogarty has oc-
casion to call for one of his resident
staff, you will see a Japanese come
running when he calls:
"Hey, Gallagher!"-or Murphy; or
Kelly, or Ryan.
Because after a few days of con-
fusion he gave them all Irish names.
Now, according to the rest of the
staff, those residents so dis-
tinguished call each other by their
new names even when off duty.
_ Wholesale Consumption
Some 23,300 meals are served daily,
with food consumption averaging
6480 pounds of bread, 1160 pounds of
butter, 2720 dozens of eggs, 6410
gallons of milk, in addition to a quart
furnished each child, 2880 pounds of
meat, and 2520 pounds of vegetables.
According to good-natured Albin
Griffis, in charge of the meat de-
partment of the commissary, and one
of the favorites of residents and
staff alike at Tanforan, the Japanese
like some Chinese dishes better than
their own.
He is proud of his meat cutting
staff, everyone of them, he says, "as
good as any one outside."
"I had to teach them everything,"
he said. "They never did it before.
I've got farmers, fishermen, stock-
brokers, printers-even a medical
student. He's good! He's our private
doctor if some one cuts a finger in-
stead of a steak."
16,000 Doughnuts
In the first days of the center,
he said, "we all worked like horses."
The big kitchen under the grand-
stand was used to feed all the
residents. Now half of it is a cooks'
school and bakery shop-where 16,-
000 doughnuts are cooked at a time!
All, residents and administrative
staff alike, agree the first days of
the center were hard.
Said Mr. Davis, the manager, "the
co-operation of the residents has
been good, particularly in the early
part of the program when we were
getting the center into operation.
There were thousands of things to
be done in two or three weeks time.
Everybody pitched in and got it
rolling."
Said Mr. Cooper, director of feed-
ing and housing, "I lost 11 pounds
in six weeks-and then went to bed.
Lunch in mess hall No. 2. The commissary department at Tanforan is directed by the ad-
ministration, but cooks and mess hall staff are Japanese,
We were in a tough spot. We had
a camp, a lot of people in it, but
not the organization to take care
of it. It's surprising. how fast we
got it rolling.
"It's run as nearly as possible the
way we'd run an Army camp. We
rhold Saturday morning inspection of
kitchens, and all camp messhalls
and barracks. The Japanese are
very keen on that -they're very
competitive."
Like Army Camp
The whole center is planned and
run like an Army camp, so that its
least favorable aspects are at least
as good as those surrounding an
American soldier. But there are re-
finements that have had to be added
because of the presence of women
and children-the full recreational
program which will be explained in
a later article, for instance, a pri-
vate shower and toilet rooms for
women.
You can go into this routine of
life-if the Army will let you, for as
the Army man said, "We are very
careful whom we allow in; these
people are entitled to their privacy"
and talk to the Japanese.
They will answer your questions
in detail, and with courtesy. Even
personal ones, about their reactions
to their confinement, they will
answer with every appearance of
frankness, in your own idiom, and
from the point of view you imagine
you would have if you were there.
But that is the trouble with any
appraisal of their answers- you
cannot help putting yourself in their
place.
(Next: The People Who Are There)