This is a late testimony, but if this can be use I will be happy to transmit this verbally. I waited for an accurate account from my brother but he may still be out of the country.

I was one of ten children, born in Seattle, of parents, Naoki and Hitsuye Kikuchi. I remember very little of my parents I reaction, perhaps being too naive to be aware too much of what was happening. I recall only the atmosphere of coldness, isolation, subdued conversations ... unhappiness of making a change from the familiar ... of resignation of having to comply to demands by persons who could force compliance. My father had to give up a small business he had tried to succeed at ... later he again picked up the same business in Chicago ... with minimal success.

Meanwhile, shortly after the announcement of the possible removal of all Japanese, from the west coast, my oldest brother, Chihiro, and three others, all attending the University of Washington left Seattle and traveled to Moscow, Idaho to enroll in the University of Idaho. Apparently, no sooner did they arrive, they were "kicked out" of town. The four returned to the Washington side of the border. Chihiro remained in Pullman, I believe, until he was able to locate a school which would permit him to continue the work that he had been doing at the University of Washington. At University of Cincinnati, he completed his doctoral program in physics. (to quote from Bill Hosokawa's book Nisei Chihiro's research uncovered the synthetic pink ruby as the ideal material for maser action making possible current studies in space communication.") Having completed his work, Chihiro returned ,to Seattle accompanied by two guards to receive his doctoral degree from the University of Washington.

By this time Chihiro was working at Haverford College in Pennsylvania. Leaving Seattle he stopped in Minnedoka for was to accompany him and be "relocated" out. Meanwhile I had spent the months in camp acccumulating as many credits possible in any fashion possible so I could graduate from highschool and leave the camp.

In Philadelphia, I lived in the Hostel for a short period. I was placed in a Jewish home. This must have been a disasterous experience for them ... to have a very naive sixteen year old live with them who had no knowledge of the jewish people ... much leas of caring for their children. During the two years I lived with them I attempted to remedy my poor high school credentials which enabled me to enroll in Temple University. The striking experience at this time was the "opportunity" which was opened for two Japanese students ... a male and a female ... to attend a small college west of Philadelphia. I believe three applied; I was the one not accepted.

My adjustment to the relocation experience and the years that followed were uneventful ... and my experiences seem to have been less traumatic than of those who returned west of the Cascades. It is only recently that I have heard some of the experiences. When return to Tacoma was possible, many returned. Those must have been agonizing days to somehow begin living in familiar yet alien surroundings. Apparently, the church members of the Whitney Methodist Church had stored their belongings in the church. Upon returning to Tacoma, the only haven for them was the church, sleeping on the benches in the sanctuary.)

[Signed]