A personal history by Raymond Nakamura: women and children during internment
Women like my Baachan and their children under twelve were put into the livestock building. It is still there, used to show animals and race pigs during the Pacific National Exhibition in the summer. The uncleaned stalls probably smelled worse back then. The wooden bunks with mattresses stuffed with straw were lined up in rows. The women hung sheets and blankets for some modicum of “privacy.” Perhaps it reminded them of the paper doors in Japan, except much noisier and smellier.
This drawing is based on a well-used photograph (NNM 19220.127.116.11).
Republished from Raymond’s Brain.