Where could I find a summary for the story "Home Was a Horse Stall"?

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This story is about the Japanese Americans that were trapped in barbed wire.It's name is Yumi Ishimaru.Japan's air attack on the U.S. naval station at Pearl Harbor,Hawaii in December 7,1941.

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1942: A young Japanese American woman ponders the meaning of freedom behind barbed wire

by Jim Carnes


Yumi Ishimaru was used to picking up and moving on. In 1905, at the age of 20, she left Yamaguchi, Japan, for San Francisco to marry a man she had only seen in a picture. After being detained with other "picture brides" for medical tests at Angel Island, Yumi reached the mainland, met Masajiro Kataoka, and found him shorter than she had expected.

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Where could I find a summary for the story "Home Was a Horse Stall"?
This story is about the Japanese Americans that were trapped in barbed wire.It's name is Yumi Ishimaru.Japan's air attack on the U.S. naval station at Pearl Harbor,Hawaii in December 7,1941.

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