Why does the Muslim ban so offend me? Here’s why:
Some years ago Jadyne and I drove down #395, the two-lane road on the eastern side of the Sierra Nevada mountains, stopping at Manzanar, the Japanese internment camp, where thousands of Japanese were incarcerated during WW II. Inside the visitor center was a locked cabinet with memorabilia about those who were interned there. Jadyne exclaimed, “David, here’s one of your photographs!” Inside was a prom photograph of a young Japanese male, his date, attached to a letter. It read,
“Grandpa,
Although we never met, never talked, never saw each other, it is you that I have to thank for the life I have now. My happiness, through life, and every morning I hold dear, would not have happened had it not been for you. It is here in Manzanar that I realize how different your life is from mine, and how truly blessed I am. Thank you for your sacrifices and for giving me the fine life I now appreciate so much more. May heaven hold as much good for you as it has already given me.
Evan”
Looking west from the border of the "camp" known as Manzanar
A cabinet full of memorabilia
