Thank you for sharing the history and photos of this tragic site. I was fortunate to have my history teacher in high school tell me about it and encouraged me to write a paper on it. It addition to it being racially motivated, it was also a way to squash the economic success that the Japanese and Chinese business owners were experiencing. Their businesses were thriving where the white counterparts were struggling. In the 1950s the Chinese were detained at Angel Island in the Bay Area sometimes for years. You can visit the museum and see the hardships they went through.
When my Chinese father was a young boy, he, my grandmother and his sister, wanted travel to the continent from Hilo, Hawaii. They were interrogated separately to make sure they were not spies. I have the transcripts and what a horrible ordeal to be asked the same questions over and over again. Hawaii wasn't a state yet, but they were all born there, but treated like criminals.
Thank you for reminding us that this ugly part of history could happen again.
I am reading comments. My grandfather who was Danish got in trouble during WW 1 because he defended German Americans who were being persecuted because we were at war with Germany.
Sometimes it is not easy to be an American when we have an accent.
I walked past the places you photographed two years ago. I was ashamed to be white. National security was a thin vale for racism. My German/American grandparents, living in Pasadena during this time, were not rounded up, demonized, or belongings taken away. Their life was normal, all things considered. Japanese Americans suffered so much more. I felt a strong sadness for all the Japanese I grew up with. It dawned on me that their parents were in a similar camp as children.
In school, it was never discussed, despite Japanese Americans in my middle and high school classes. Six in all. I remember them all, and the things we did together. We were people just being people.
Several of the families owned a business. I did not grasp it was probably the only option. A car wash, a restaurant, and a garden center (my first summer job was at this center).
I just never imagined what life must have been like for my peers, their parents, and grandparents.
Versions of Manzanar are scattered across the country. Visit the one closest to you and see the damage racism brings.
Happy Birthday Guy-
Thanks for sharing this dark part of American history and reminding people, it can happen again.
Forrest
Never forget. Damn straight. Thanks for the reminder.
Thank you for sharing the history and photos of this tragic site. I was fortunate to have my history teacher in high school tell me about it and encouraged me to write a paper on it. It addition to it being racially motivated, it was also a way to squash the economic success that the Japanese and Chinese business owners were experiencing. Their businesses were thriving where the white counterparts were struggling. In the 1950s the Chinese were detained at Angel Island in the Bay Area sometimes for years. You can visit the museum and see the hardships they went through.
When my Chinese father was a young boy, he, my grandmother and his sister, wanted travel to the continent from Hilo, Hawaii. They were interrogated separately to make sure they were not spies. I have the transcripts and what a horrible ordeal to be asked the same questions over and over again. Hawaii wasn't a state yet, but they were all born there, but treated like criminals.
Thank you for reminding us that this ugly part of history could happen again.
I am reading comments. My grandfather who was Danish got in trouble during WW 1 because he defended German Americans who were being persecuted because we were at war with Germany.
Sometimes it is not easy to be an American when we have an accent.
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I walked past the places you photographed two years ago. I was ashamed to be white. National security was a thin vale for racism. My German/American grandparents, living in Pasadena during this time, were not rounded up, demonized, or belongings taken away. Their life was normal, all things considered. Japanese Americans suffered so much more. I felt a strong sadness for all the Japanese I grew up with. It dawned on me that their parents were in a similar camp as children.
In school, it was never discussed, despite Japanese Americans in my middle and high school classes. Six in all. I remember them all, and the things we did together. We were people just being people.
Several of the families owned a business. I did not grasp it was probably the only option. A car wash, a restaurant, and a garden center (my first summer job was at this center).
I just never imagined what life must have been like for my peers, their parents, and grandparents.
Versions of Manzanar are scattered across the country. Visit the one closest to you and see the damage racism brings.
I've been to Manzanar many times. It's a stark reminder of how easily we can dehumanize people, and the need to guard against that.