The Night of the Pearl Harbor Attack
This oral history video was provided by a man who spent time as a child in a Japanese internment camp.
– The recollection I have of the evacuation is marked by a vivid memory of a huge mountain of baggage, suitcases, canvas bags, cardboard boxes, all with yellow tags with numbers on them. And we had to wear the same kind of tag around our neck, the same number to identify us as evacuees in order to sort out the baggage later. So we got on a train with the shades drawn and made our way up to Central California, to Tulare Assembly Center. Some people had to live in horse stalls. This was a very bad experience for them because of the stench and the unpleasant conditions. We were able, in Tulare Assembly Center, we were able to live in barracks. I mean, they were primitive, but they still had roofs and boards and a cubicle of a room. Very primitive, of course, and two cots. And there were nightly bed checks. And when we were introduced to that first camp called an Assembly Center, we were told about the rules and regulations of the camp, to expect to have all kinds of shots. One of them, notable one that I remember, is a typhoid shot, which was very painful, and take our salt tablets because the heat was pretty severe. And to stay away from the fence, from the barbed wire fence or run the risk of being shot. You had to stay away, six feet away from the fence or you’d be shot. And as a kid, I remember what kind of impact that had because I knew we were in a prison camp. We were in a camp where we were to be kept in and guarded, so that we could not escape. So that, I remember, had a tremendous impact as we were introduced to camp life. And that first camp, if memory serves me right, it comes in bits and pieces, of course, but there’s a canteen where you can buy candy bars and ice cream and that sort of thing. But it was a communal life where there was no privacy at all. And this was the first time that we, as a people in a population, ever hand to live together under certain circumstances. And the heat was, I mean, it was very hot. Even in May, it was very, very hot and dusty and inhospitable. It’s hard to describe the kind of impact it had on me, as a kid, except the one, except to describe it as one of bewilderment, uncertainty, fear, and anger.