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In 1942, after the United States government issued Executive Order 9066, thousands of Japanese American families were forcibly removed from their homes and sent to internment camps. Bob Emmet Fletcher, a field superintendent for the Florin Fruit Growers Association near Sacramento, California, watched as his friends and neighbors disappeared behind barbed wire. Many of them were farmers, and their properties (orchards, homes, and fields) were left behind, vulnerable to abandonment or seizure.

Fletcher stepped in. He volunteered to manage the farms of three families; the Tsukamotos, the Nittas, and the Okamotos, during their internment. It was hard work. He labored eighteen hours a day to keep the farms productive, working mostly alone and under the weight of local hostility. Many people in the community resented his decision. Some were openly hostile. They saw the absence of Japanese Americans as an opportunity, and Fletcher’s loyalty to them as betrayal.

One of the families offered Fletcher their house to live in while he managed their property. He declined and chose instead to sleep in the bunkhouse that had been used by migrant workers. Even after he married Teresa Cassieri and she moved in with him, they continued to live in that modest structure.

The families told Fletcher he could keep any profit he made from working the land. Instead, he split the profits in half and deposited the families’ shares into a bank account so they would have savings, with interest, when they came home. Teresa, his wife, joined him not only in sacrifice but also in labor, she cleaned one of the family homes before their return.

After the war ended and the camps were closed, the families returned to Florin. Because of Fletcher’s work, they still had homes and farms to come back to. He had paid the taxes, kept the orchards alive, and protected their land.

Fletcher continued working in agriculture and eventually took a job with the California Department of Agriculture. He lived the rest of his life quietly in Sacramento with Teresa and their son. He rarely spoke about what he had done during the war. When asked, he would sometimes say he did it because it was the right thing to do.

Bob Fletcher died on May 23, 2013, at the age of 101. In the years following his death, the story of what he did for those families became more widely known. His actions were later recognized in interviews, obituaries, and historical accounts of the internment period.