“She’s nice to me all the time,” Toshiro says, tearing up as he reflects on their 63 years of marriage. Although their arranged marriage wasn’t official until 1960, their story begins long before that — on the walk to school, back in Kumamoto.
After Toshiro’s hours at the grocery store in Clarksburg are inexplicably cut, he receives a call from Sakai family relatives in Fresno.
