My Father and I Were Taken to a Camp in the Deserts of Arizonabi Inly Hot, or the Swamps of Coa Plains in Wyoming, Utah

We were of japanese ancestry, the only emigrants to the united states. For my parents, it was a degrading, humiliating experience taking their children into that filthy horse stall. But to five yerome it was exciting. We got to sleep where the horses slept. So i do have memories of the same experience my parents were enduring, but totally different, a colored memory.