They were U.S. citizens who had spent their lives on U.S. soil -farmers who tilled the rich brown loam in the Sama Clara Valley, fishermen riding the slow swells off San Diego, humble shopkeepers in the little stores of San Francisco. But they learned last week that, in a nation's hour of peril, having been born a citizen is not enough. So they began to pack their keepsakes, lift their slant-eyed children on their arms, and start on the long migration east across the Sierra Nevadas, to dreary inland country far from the blue...
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