My mom married my dad in 1943. After the war, with glowing recommendations from Topaz administrators, my mother found work at preschools in San Francisco. She remembered returning home from work at 6:30 and helping her mother serve dinner in three shifts to Japanese-American friends and families who had gotten out of camp with nowhere to go.
“My mother…never worked as a teacher again, instead, channeling her passion for early-childhood development into–us, my sisters and me.”
My dad got out of the Army in 1946. They started a family and moved out to “the Avenues” in 1954. My mother packed away her Topaz memories, and never worked as a teacher again, instead, channeling her passion for early-childhood development into–us, my sisters and me.