We were all very, very much aware of the disadvantages of being Asian. None of us felt that we were inferior psychologically, physically, mentally, or spiritually. We felt the system was dead set against us. We also realized that there’s a certain mystique about combat soldiers and I think it goes clear back to the days when the tribe’s very livelihood depended on the success or failure of the warrior.

And so we knew…we felt that the success and failure of the Japanese…they said for the Japanese Americans in Hawaii cause they were talking Hawaii, they were all from Hawaii, but they had to do good. They had to succeed. They couldn’t fail. That their hopes and aspirations were to be as good as any other American unit. We all wished that we could be better than any other American unit, but I think what you have to realize is all this, recognize the fact that sometimes when you go to combat, you fail, not because you want to fail. I don’t think anybody goes to war to be a coward. But some people are. That’s something they have no control of.

And so therefore none of us could say, in these bull sessions, that we’re going to be the greatest or that stuff, that would be just a bunch of, how would you say, talk, it would just be hot air. But we all knew that we had to be as good as any other Caucasian outfit. And we all had to toe the line and do our best. That we all knew. And we knew that we had to shed blood. That was the price we were gonna pay. And we all had to be prepared to pay that price.