I was stationed at Schofield Barracks in Hawai'i in 1944. I was in the army and my job was to bury dead soldiers. I buried a lot of them. The ship that brought me seemed to pull right into the city. I was never told anything about Hawai'i. At the time I thought there was only one island. Waikiki was just one main road with wooden buildings. You could see clear to Diamond Head wherever you were.

Whenever we left the barracks, we had to go in groups of 4 or 5. The reason was the navy guys. They treated the Hawaiian women so badly, even raping them, that the local men were pretty hostile to all the soldiers.

Ray (cab driver in Hyannis, Massachuetts), 2004