Some parts were emotional for me because they involved the Japanese being moved to the internment camps. I felt horrible hearing about their treatment and living conditions because my grandparents had to live in an internment camp, Manzanar, and possibly had similar experiences. My grandmother has never talked much about Manzanar and her life there, but a few years ago she opened up and shared something with me that even my mom had never seen:
During her time there she lived in Block Eight. In 1944 she had the others in her block sign their name on a handkerchief. Over the years she sewed over their signatures to make them permanent.
A close up.