Dear Readers: A few weeks ago, I published a letter from Ellen S. of Lakeview Terrace, Calif., saying she had found an old photo album in a vast mountain of junk that a previous tenant had left behind in an old Victorian mansion near downtown Los Angeles. The album contained snapshots dating from the late '30s through the '50s. Some were of Japanese American men wearing U.S. infantry uniforms, vintage 1942-1945, as well as family members of several generations.
The album apparently had belonged to a Japanese American family named "Tsunekawa."Knowing that I would be interested in returning the album to the Tsunekawa family, Ellen sent it to me, asking if I could locate the family, who were among the many Japanese Americans who had been sent to an internment camp in Poston, Ariz., for the duration of World War II.
Among the letters I received was the following:
Dear Abby: Our parents were in Poston, Ariz. - they were the only Tsunekawa family in Los Angeles. Both are now deceased. Dad died 20 years ago. Mother died four years later.
Thank you for wanting to locate us.
- Mr. and Mrs. Jimmy Tsunekawa,
This Tsunekawa family appeared to be the family to whom the album belongs. When I contacted them, I learned that they had received telephone calls from as far away as Hawaii and New Zealand. Our conversation convinced me that they were indeed the family Ellen and I were seeking.
Readers, here's the rest of the story. After the parents passed away, one of the Tsunekawa brothers cleaned out his parents' home. Not being a very sentimental person, he discarded many items other family members might have kept. (He left some of the better things on the porch, instructing the neighbors to help themselves to anything they wanted.)
After many years, this precious photo album is now back in the hands of the Tsunekawa family - thanks to the sensitivity of Ellen S. Another happy ending!
Dear Abby: My husband and I have been married a little over a year. Seven times since our marriage, "Bob" has mentioned splitting up. The last three occasions were within the last month. Once, Bob went so far as to telephone his lawyer, but when the lawyer returned his call, he refused to take it.
His talk about splitting up usually occurs after we have had a little disagreement. The next day there is no continued discussion of the matter or the circumstances that led up to it. It just becomes a dead issue - until the next time Bob is unhappy with me.
I have told him that mentioning "splitting up" robs me of my sense of security in our marriage. He says he understands how I feel, offers a weak apology, but he continues to mention splitting up whenever he is not totally happy with me.
He refused to seek marriage counseling and will not permit me to go alone.
Dear Worried: A husband who will not permit his wife to seek marriage counseling desperately needs it. And so does his wife. Go alone, or you may be the one to suggest "splitting up" some time in the future.