
Responding to the frantic call for workers in the
Idaho-Montana region were many evacuees. This is one contingent which
left on furlough to help harvest the vital sugar beet crops.
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NOT ALL HARD WORK FOR FURLOUGH IN
IDAHO
Pouncing upon a furlough worker who was returning to
Idaho after a two-week visit here, this reporter was convinced that some
furlough boys are enjoying something else besides blistered hands and
broken backs. "We were fortunate in landing a swell contract in Idaho,"
stated Bill Kakatsuki, member of the Sierra Padres gang working on the
Paul Scott farm near Pocatello.
Their contract includes harvesting of 110 acres of
potatoes and 47 acres of beets. He described thinning as the most
back-breaking task involved in preparing future sugar cubes.
A typical day starts at 5:30 in the morning as the
"Come and get it!" shout of the chef awakens the workers in the midst of
their dreams. Rationing does not seriously affect them since most
vegetables and milk are obtainable right on the farm and prices of other
foodstuffs are fairly reasonable.
Sunday is the day for relaxation. Into town for some
bowling or perhaps the theater...maybe a round of golf...Sometimes they
are lucky enough to have the boss take them on a fishing trip. One can
understand why they call this state "scenic Idaho" and the limit of
trout taken within two hours is enough incentive for any fisherman.
After such a colorful and intriguing picture
portrayed, even a hardened ex-furlougher is tempted to throw caution to
the winds and take a chance.

All out for a better crop this season the people are tending their
Victory Garden between the firebreak 11 and 17. These gardens are
property of the residents and mess halls. Women, men and children work
the garden.
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Biography of a Manzanar Carrot
Following days of basking under the shimmery summery
sun, the healthy vegetables raised for the center's consumption are
harvested and transferred to the huge refrigerator for "cooling off"
while awaiting their turn for delivery to various dining halls in the
center. Protruding from three to seven inches into Ma Nature's rich soil
ever since retaining their secondary stage, the countless rows of
carrots in the field are accorded frequent thirst quenchers and soil
loosening by the farmers. Many were the occasions when the helpless
green tops were nibbled at by envious long-eared creatures passing
by.
Grouped into bunches of four to five, the carrots are
placed into crates and legally brought into camp for either salad
ingredients for Manzanites, or "relocation" to other centers. Those that
are labeled for local usage are washed counted and confined to cold
storage until requisition is made for their release. Those that are
destined for outside consumption are given a send-off at the farmers'
warehouse.
Wednesday evening's menu calls for the usage of the
eagerly awaited carrots so on Monday the long fellows are warned of
their release through the head steward. Once again they are loaded upon
the trucks and distributed to the thirty-seven mess halls of the center.
Then the cooks undertake the task of slicing and dicing 'til the carrots
are beyond recognition. With the ringin' of the mess halls that eve, we
discover beyond doubt that those once fresh appearing bunch of greentops
are cooked for good along with the poor lambs to form a delicious dish
of lamb stew.
Leisure Time Farmers Grow For Fun
On meatless days, what goes good with "ochazuke?"
Why, tsukemono of course! These Japanese pickles are derived from the
products of the victory gardens situated in firebreaks throughout the
camp.
Arising long before the break of dawn, the garden
enthusiasts commence tilling their patches. Although a few of these
farmers have been the frequent victims of "borrowers," they stoically
continue production. Some also grow flowers to add color to their green
plots of vegetables.
