Tetsuji
From
the day of his birth, on February 2, 1914, Tetsuji had a different life carved
out for him than his older brother and sister. Like them, he was born at home.
Tony and Haru were given the brunt of the responsibility as the oldest brother
and sister. Tony, who was aggressive and strongly motivated was well suited to
be the primary heir to the family name. Haru was the model “big sister” who was
almost like a second mother. From his childhood, Ted was easy going and very
affable, but he was not particularly industrious like his older brother. His
favorite activities were fishing and hunting, which he did with his brothers or
with his chums, George Lavey, Jim Huse, and Doc Huse (Jim’s cousin). They were
a nimble, athletic bunch, so they also liked to play baseball, football, or go
swimming. Sometimes they would play with Ted’s brothers, Tony and Tim. Suye was
not fond of this American game of football that they played in the ploughed
fields, getting mud into every seam of their clothes.
He
was not an extrovert, but he liked to be around people. He went to Palermo
Elementary School on the heels of his older brother and sister, then went on to
Oroville Union High School where he became the manager of the baseball and
football teams. He was extremely popular among his class-mates for his
personality. He had a wonderful sense of humor and seemed to get along with
everyone. On the other hand, he was not a scholar and his parents would get
upset when he brought home a report card with “Ds” on it. It didn’t bother Ted
too much, though. Even though he was not scholarly in an academic sense, he
liked to read and spin his own brand of down to earth philosophy.
Through
high school he had helped his father and older brother around the farm. He
would make deliveries of the farm’s fruits and vegetables to the nearby
markets. He did this awhile after finishing high school, then decided to seek
greener pastures. From 1933 to 1936, he stayed with his sister Haru and her
husband, Kozo, in Los Angeles. He had read a lot of books about flying and
dreamt of becoming a pilot, but his father had always opposed it and he never
went against his father’s wishes. He never considered joining the military,
even though he had been a cadet in high school and it might have given him a
chance to do some flying. He would come back to Palermo in the summer to help
out on the farm. His longest regular job was in a fancy produce department in a
Beverly Hills market. When Haru and Kozo left for Japan in 1936, Ted stayed
with the Hirano family and became friends with one of their boys, Ben. He also
spent some time staying with the Uehara family.
When
he returned to Palermo in 1940, it was to help his brother on the farm,
delivering produce to the Bay Area and assisting in other ways. He had bought a
roadster in LA. It was a convertible. He had picked up some sporty tastes from
southern California and he often spent his nights out late, after which he make
his younger sisters clean his car.
Ted
was strikingly handsome as a young man. He was tall for a Japanese, close to
six feet. He was slender and very elegant looking. He could have been a male
model in a later period in this country. When the Tokuno family was sent to
Topaz, his arrival there stirred a commotion among the young ladies. According
to my Aunt Meriko, he was the best looking guy they had ever seen. They all
rushed to get a first hand look at him. They had to have had their enthusiasm
dampened considerably in seeing Lucille Tanaka arm in arm with him, a happy
young bride to be.
He
had met Lucille while the Tokuno family was at Tule Lake. A very artistic and
creative person, she was teaching dancing for the camp. Meanwhile, he was
managing the camp hog farm. Much as his brothers did, he wanted to be active
while in camp, doing something creative. It is not likely he had any shame
about being in charge of the pigs. More likely he was just shy; not the kind of
person who would sign up to meet this beautiful young lady tutoring the other
internees at their dance steps. Instead, he got a mutual friend to introduce
him to her and things moved very quickly from there as evidenced by their
engagement on March 15 after they left Tule Lake for Topaz. They actually got
married in Ogden, Utah on September 9, 1944.
Not
long after his marriage, he found that Lucille was pregnant. Ted felt that the
camp was not the kind of place where he wanted to raise a family. He was able
to secure a job in nearby Mesa, Idaho as foreman of other evacuees working in
an apple orchard. They found a cozy little cottage to rent and shortly, Ted and
Lucille were the father’s of a happy little girl, Teresa, born on April 10,
1945. They lived in Idaho for awhile, farming. This allowed him to obtain an
agriculture deferment like Tony, so, like Tony, he never saw any military
action.
Shortly
after the war ended, Ted and his young family spent some time in Chicago with
Lucille’s family. He and Ben Hirano were able to find jobs doing auto body
repair. They returned to Palermo with his family, but it was not long after
that that he moved to Yuba City. He farmed a plot of land, which had belonged
to George Uyeno, his sister-in-law Mary’s brother. Mary, who was heir to the
land, decided that Ted should be given a chance to farm it and to live in the
old house that stood on the property. On this land he planted 18 acres of peach
trees on Franklin Boulevard and he and his family stayed in that house for the
rest of his life.
In
1952, they took a trip back to Chicago to visit his in-laws again. There Lucile
became pregnant and in 1953, on September 24, she gave birth to a son, Dean,
who was to grow to be the most creative person in the family, winning numerous
awards as a photographer.
Farming
life was not always a prosperous one, but Ted did whatever it took to assure
his family’s well being. Part of the problem was that the amount of land he had
was not enough to sustain a family of four. Worse, the trees were aging and so
were not as productive. In 1958, he considered moving back to Chicago, but
prospects were no better there. He tried to supplement their income by leasing
more land on which he grew lucrative crops like tomatoes. They required very
hard work, but it was enough to keep them going. In 1961, after a particularly
poor harvest, he took a job with CalTrans in Sacramento, living with his
brother Shiro. I remember those days with some fondness, as he and I shared a
love of seafood and he would bring home the kinds of fish and shellfish we both
loved to eat. In the cold mornings, he would gently chide me for sitting on my
hands to keep them warm, asking me if I was doing some new kind of meditation.
Ted
became a leading member of his community. Being very civic minded he became
president of the Franklin Farm Bureau, a member of the Farm Home Association,
and a two time trustee of the Franklin Elementary School. In that latter
capacity, it gave him great pride to be able to award diplomas to both of his
children as they, in turn, graduated from the school. He continued to pursue
his childhood hobbies of hunting and fishing.
Teresa
married in 1966, right after her graduation from Columbia University. She
settled in New York with her husband, Larry Franks. Dean graduated from the Brooks Institute in Santa Barbara,
then pursued a very successful career as a professional photographer, winning
national praise for the quality of his work. In 1989, he returned to his roots
in Yuba City where he lives and photographs in his old home wife his wife, Amy,
and their three daughters, Chloe, Hannah, and Asia as well as a youngest, son,
Harrison.
In the
fall of 1995 Ted suffered from a major stroke that left him unable to care for
himself. Still powerfully proud, he would not allow himself to be dependent on
his wife and children for his everyday survival. As much as they tried to care
for them, he was determined to leave and died of starvation on September 30,
1996. Dean, honoring his father’s dignity by photographing his last days, won
the prestigious national Ernst Haas Award for his pictures. They are a touching
legacy of what Ted was as a man.
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