I was twenty-two years of age when I was incarcerated in Manzanar Concentration Camp in April 1942 from West Los Angeles, California. The majority of the Japanese-American Niseis who were also stuck in Manzanar Camp were younger in age, so my memory of camp life may differ somewhat from what they remember. I had a few years of hard labor under my belt and also experienced a few cases of discrimination along the way before incarceration. Everybody experiences life in different ways, some good, some bad. My life in Camp was just another story.