The Barbed Wire Bowl

Stockton, California. Can you imagine a more pleasant place to be a prisoner of war? If you must be one. The summers are long, the winters fairly mild, and during the 1940s, at least, the captors seemed eager to teach prisoners the American way of life. One key ingredient—as every American schoolchild knows—was football.

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