Macreedy
I was looking for a man named Komoko.
Smith
Komoko, sure, I remember him, Japanese farmer. Never had a chance.
Macreedy
Oh?
Smith
He got here in '41, just before Pearl Harbor. Three months later, they shipped him off to a relocation center. Tough.
Macreedy
You don't happen to remember which one they sent him to, do you?
Smith
Who knows? Why don't you try writing him? I'd be glad to help you out.
Macreedy
No, I'm afraid you'd be wasting your time. I've already written him but they don't forward my letters. They keep sending them back.
