I was twenty-two years of age when I was incarcerated in Manzanar Concentration Camp in April 1942 from West Los Angeles, California. The majority of the Japanese-American Niseis who were also stuck in Manzanar Camp were younger in age, so my memory of camp life may differ somewhat from what they remember. I had a few years of hard labor under my belt and also experienced a few cases of discrimination along the way before incarceration. Everybody experiences life in different ways, some good, some bad. My life in Camp was just another story.Mack Mayeda. ManzanaR DazE anD cOlD nights or two. One good thing was in this heat, it did not take too long for the wet items to dry. Most of the time, two ... We had very little trouble with the fuse box for which I was very thankful. Secondanbsp;...
|Title||:||Manzanar Daze and Cold Nights|
|Publisher||:||Xlibris Corporation - 2010-05-21|