Forced to live in horse stalls. An American injustice during World War II at Santa Anita

I needed to make a little bit of historical past actual, so I introduced alongside a wartime letter and deliberate to learn it on the place the place all of it occurred, on the horse stables of Santa Anita Park in Arcadia.

Within the frenzied months following the Dec. 7, 1941, assault on Pearl Harbor by the Japanese Empire — with horse racing suspended for the period — a rushed wartime conversion remodeled the racetrack into an “meeting heart” to carry Japanese American individuals. My household was there, they usually lived within the horse stalls.

On a softly sunny day in December, I joined a bunch of Japanese People on a tour of Santa Anita, the place monitor officers described the dwelling situations on the camp.

A few of our occasion had been incarcerated right here, together with 90-year-old June Berk. She led us into Barn 52 like she knew the place she was going. The thoroughbreds emerged from each door, ears perked and puzzled by our look. Berk went on to a stall.

“Nicely, right here it’s,” she stated of her authorities lodging in 1942.

Throughout a tour of Santa Anita Park, Darrell Kunitomi reads from a letter his uncle wrote to certainly one of his lecturers whereas he was incarcerated at Santa Anita throughout World Conflict II.

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I peered into Berk’s stall — outdated wooden with light white paint. The air smelled of hay, manure and urine. After we left the barn, I requested for 5 minutes to share one thing. The golf carts carrying the elders have been introduced up, and I learn within the shade of a tree that was there when Berk was incarcerated at age 10.

It was a letter written by my Uncle Ted to James Lloyd, his historical past trainer at Hollywood Excessive Faculty:

June 5, 1942, Pricey Mr. Lloyd,

Forgive me for not writing sooner. My solely excuse is that I’ve been moderately busy getting settled right here at Santa Anita. On the morning of April 29, we (my household) obtained up at 4 a.m. … we went to the nook at Lexington and La Brea the place we boarded buses … after an uneventful journey of about 2 hours, we arrived right here.

On the gates an armored automobile armed with about three machine weapons greeted us. We have been registered, given our mess-hall buttons, and have been taken to our dwelling — a horse secure! Since there are seven in our household at present, we got two stables. My mom and sister simply sat down and cried.

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It was the primary of 9 letters Uncle Ted, then 18, despatched to Lloyd. Our occasion fell silent, and a few monitor employees paused to hear as my uncle described the indignities of camp life:

The showers (200 for 18,000 individuals!) are about ½ mile away. By the point one will get again from having a shower, he’s prepared for an additional one … soiled water flows from the wash and showers, flows proper right into a small stream that runs by means of the camp. It’s left uncovered and subsequently stinks to holy heaven.

Are you able to think about, they ration bathroom paper to us. One roll to 4 individuals — for 2 weeks! Golly, I ponder what is going to occur if all of us get diarrhea or one thing.

June Berk at a stable where she lived as a young girl Santa Anita Park.

June Berk was 10 when she and her household have been compelled to reside on this secure at Santa Anita Park.

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Our tour group included previously incarcerated second-generation nisei who had lived the historical past: We had Min Tonai, 94 (then 13); Hal and Barbara Keimi, 91 (then 10) and 87 (then 6), respectively; and Bacon Sakatani, 93 (then 12). A fast phrase on the nisei: They’re well-known for nicknames some non-Japanese discovered simpler to say and bear in mind than their given names. The youngest was Sei Miyano, 83 (then 3).

They’re our revered elders now. The final witnesses. However because of his letters, my Uncle Ted — Ted Fujioka — is a witness too, and the way our household got here into possession of these letters is a narrative in itself.

Min Tonai listens while on a tour of Santa Anita Park

Min Tonai, 94, listens whereas on a tour of Santa Anita Park, the place renovation plans may have an effect on historic Thirties stalls the place Japanese People have been compelled to reside in World Conflict II. Tonai and his household have been held at Santa Anita.

(Brian van der Brug / Los Angeles Occasions)

The meeting facilities appear a minor word within the incarceration story that ran from 1942 to 1945. However they have been the necessary first cease, the holding cell for hundreds between an everyday lifetime of American freedom, to a protracted prepare experience to certainly one of 10 everlasting “relocation camps” positioned far inland.

Santa Anita grew to become the biggest of the West Coast meeting facilities, with 18,000 Japanese American souls imprisoned there. (A younger George Takei lived at Santa Anita; oh, my.) All of the camps, whether or not momentary like Santa Anita or everlasting like Manzanar within the Owens Valley, have been secured with searchlights, guard towers, barbed wire and armed guards.

Contained in the wire there might have been flower arranging and sports activities, however these have been nonetheless prisons. By struggle’s finish seven males had been gunned down by Military guards.

Late final 12 months, Santa Anita officers reached out to the Japanese American neighborhood to hunt enter as a result of renovation plans will probably have an effect on a few of the historic Thirties horse stalls.

Our pleasant and accommodating Santa Anita hosts, Nici Boon and Stephanie Kingsnorth, consultants, and Pete Siberell, director of particular tasks, gathered us on the grandstand for introductory remarks. They emphasised how they don’t have a lot historical past on the barn-barracks, making neighborhood enter important earlier than transferring forward with the renovation.

Bacon Sakatani tours a stable while on a tour of Santa Anita Park

Bacon Sakatani, 93, excursions a secure at Santa Anita Park, his dwelling after being incarcerated with different Japanese People throughout World Conflict II.

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I used to be a teen within the tour, belonging to the sansei, or third era, born largely after the struggle. My older brother, Dale, was born in camp in 1943. My father was drafted out of camp into the Military.

Horses stared again at me as I seemed up and down the barn’s hall. I couldn’t hear anybody else as I took it in and considered my household. Cheerful Uncle Dick most likely started to tidy up. I do know that stunning Auntie A.Y. cried (her white lecturers had hassle announcing “Ayako,” so one other nisei nickname was born).

And poor Grandma Chiyo was unaccompanied. Her husband, Shiro Fujioka, was the Japanese editor of the bilingual newspaper Rafu Shimpo, and he had been taken away the day Pearl Harbor was attacked. Utilizing a beforehand ready record, two LAPD detectives barged into the household dwelling on the afternoon of Dec. 7 and hustled grandfather away with out his drugs. He was held by the FBI on Terminal Island.

The FBI thought that they had the appropriate form of man — a first-generation issei immigrant who was bilingual, may write in English and was held in excessive esteem in the neighborhood. However he was no spy or saboteur. He was a journalist who had coated the 1905 Portsmouth Convention in Maine that settled the Russo-Japanese struggle, adjudicated by President Teddy Roosevelt.

Shiro Fujioka had studied at Columbia College and apparently cherished it. He believed within the promise of this nation and established his household right here. That promise was damaged on Feb. 19, 1942, when President Franklin D. Roosevelt signed Government Order 9066, stripping away the constitutional rights of 120,000 individuals of Japanese descent and sending them to incarceration camps.

Farms, financial savings, companies and houses have been misplaced. Youngsters needed to say goodbye to pets. A person went mad and lay his neck on a prepare monitor to behead himself.

A view of the inside of a barn at Santa Anita Park.

Darrell Kunitomi and others tour the receiving barn at Santa Anita Park, which was a bathe facility for Japanese People incarcerated there. A plywood partition divided the constructing, then with an asphalt ground. Ladies and women showered on one facet, males and boys on the opposite.

(Brian van der Brug / Los Angeles Occasions)

Males like my grandfather have been held individually from their households in locations just like the Tuna Canyon Detention Station within the hills above Los Angeles. The management of our neighborhood disappeared, and their nisei youngsters, like Uncle Ted, needed to develop up and assume duty quick.

Two months into his time at Santa Anita, Uncle Ted wrote:

Pricey Mr. Lloyd,

Thanks very a lot on your latest letter. As you probably did with my letter I took the freedom to indicate it to my brothers and sisters. It did a lot to lift the morale of all of us … joyful to know that there have been nonetheless understanding, clear-thinking, fellow Americans on the “outdoors.”

I’m certain that we on the “inside” actually don’t have anything to worry from rumors of our deportation, our lack of our proper to vote, and even our outright lack of our American citizenship. As you already know, there have been options made by varied individuals and organizations alongside these traces.

Although their nation had turned its again on them, detainees at Santa Anita contributed to the struggle effort by weaving camouflage nets. Uncle Ted referred to them on this letter:

Circumstances right here appear to be getting higher. That’s, the meals situation is a lot better. Possibly this alteration to the higher is as a result of administration by itself will, however I’m inclined to suppose that it’s as a result of latest camouflage employees’ strike. You’ve got most likely examine it within the papers or over the air – “Japs go on strike at S.A. due to bitter kraut and weiners, a typical German dish.”

The saga of the wartime incarceration of my loyal and patriotic Japanese American household is part of who I’m. My dad and mom married due to the approaching elimination. My mother’s well being might have been affected. Grandfather suffered and by no means labored after launch. My activist Aunt Sue pushed for the institution of the Manzanar Nationwide Historic Website.

Darrell Kunitomi reads from a letter his uncle wrote  in 1942.

Darrell Kunitomi reads from a letter his uncle wrote to James Lloyd, his historical past trainer at Hollywood Excessive Faculty, from the Santa Anita Park meeting heart in 1942. Lloyd’s daughter found the letters going by means of her late father’s results.

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It’s a household affair for us, and it’s heroic and unhappy and really American. I assumed I knew the story effectively, how anti-Japanese hysteria swept up 12 individuals on my mom’s facet and 5 on my dad’s. However a few decade in the past got here a revelation within the type of an e mail from Kathie Lloyd of San Jose. I used to be floored as I learn it.

“You and I don’t know one another,” she wrote, “however we have now a household connection by means of our relations … not too long ago I found that my father and your uncle stored a correspondence going through the time that Ted was interned first at Santa Anita Meeting Heart … my father by no means talked about this to me and I solely not too long ago made this discovery whereas going by means of a field of issues in my storage.”

I had carried out theater monologues utilizing letters Ted had written to members of the family. Kathie discovered me in an web search after discovering the 9 letters amongst her late father’s results.

“My dad’s notes point out that maintaining his correspondence with Ted helped him (my dad) ‘channel his outrage’ on the time of the internment,” she wrote.

There are 9 letters in all, from the Santa Anita stalls to when Ted volunteered for the Military after graduating from highschool on the Coronary heart Mountain camp in Wyoming. Kathie mailed me photocopies and I started to listen to the voice of an uncle I by no means met. By some means, he was satisfied that prejudice may very well be defeated:

Pricey Mr. Lloyd,

… maybe I’ll by no means see the day when America can be really democratic in the true sense of the phrase, however I’ll have helped in the direction of that aim. I’ll have carried out my finest. The those that I’ve met, males from each stroll of life — the teen of 18, married males with youngsters, Caucasians, Negroes, Mexicans and Nisei — have taught me a lot about human natures, feelings, loves and dislikes.

One younger, clever fellow about my age, a Negro, taught me probably the most. His ideas, concepts, hopes and targets, why he volunteered, his ideas on race prejudice, and inequality ran parallel to mine. We should work not just for ourselves, however for all different minorities as effectively, for if we don’t we will by no means hope to make this nation the melting pot of the world.

My mom’s household, the Fujiokas, had lived in Hollywood on Gordon Road simply south of Sundown Boulevard. A small Japanese American enclave took maintain there within the early 1900s.

Earlier than the struggle — the phrase each boomer heard rising up — my aunts and uncles attended Grant Elementary, Le Conte Junior Excessive and Hollywood Excessive. The second youngest Fujioka son was Ted. He was one thing of a golden boy, good-natured, a pure born chief.

Uncle Ted served within the famed all-nisei unit, the 442nd Regimental Fight Crew, generally known as the Purple Coronary heart Battalion due to all of the killed and wounded. Then 19, he had made it by means of the legendary “Rescue of the Misplaced Battalion,” the place the nisei suffered big losses breaking by means of German traces in France to rescue trapped American troopers.

However per week later, as he carried wounded buddies, a German barrage zeroed in and a shell slammed right into a tree. The “tree burst” despatched shrapnel and splinters flying. He dove however was killed.

The telegram that started, “We remorse to tell you …” was delivered behind the wire at Coronary heart Mountain. In transit to Ted was a letter written by his father, Shiro. It was later returned unopened. His father had closed with, “Do your finest obligation as an American soldier.”

The resettlement after the struggle was tough on many. Uncle Sam gave you $25 and a prepare ticket dwelling, if it was nonetheless there. Some lived in silence with buried trauma. Ted’s youthful brother, my Uncle Babe, the athlete, may barely converse of his brother even years later.

A sansei buddy of mine as soon as invited me over within the mid-Sixties. His dwelling was darkish and quiet, the air stifling and reeking of mildew. His mother was there. She apparently by no means ventured out. One other nisei girl I heard about hoarded bathroom paper, filling a complete closet. Simply in case.

My mom couldn’t watch the ultimate battle within the 1951 film in regards to the 442nd, “Go for Broke!” The G.I.s stand up and yell, “Go for broke!” — the unit’s motto. Some die, however they preserve going, and I cheered like each Japanese American boomer boy as a result of this film was our story and we have been the heroes this time.

However I noticed how Mother went to the bed room to cry alone for her child brother. Years later, whereas she was in a waking coma, with eyes shut tight for weeks, she known as out, “Teddy!”

What would Ted have change into? Would he have gone to varsity on the G.I. Invoice? Would he have taken to the street on a seek for self as his buddy Albert Saijo did? Saijo wrote poetry and frolicked with the Beats. He and Jack Kerouac drove to New York to satisfy with Allen Ginsberg.

Personal First Class Ted Fujioka is buried on the Epinal American Cemetery and Memorial in France. It is extremely inexperienced and quiet there. He’s surrounded by 5,000 fellow Yanks, and on Ted’s birthday — 19 eternally — our French associates take flowers and ship footage of their go to. Merci to the 442.

Darrell Kunitomi holds a photograph of his uncle while on a tour of Santa Anita Park.

Darrell Kunitomi holds {a photograph} of his Uncle Ted Fujioka, who was 19 when he died in fight in World Conflict II.

(Brian van der Brug / Los Angeles Occasions)

The unique letters he wrote to Lloyd at the moment are a part of a historic assortment at Coronary heart Mountain. His voice, and religion in a rustic that betrayed him and his household, remains to be heard:

Gosh Mr. Lloyd, I actually miss good outdated Hollywood Excessive … please don’t suppose I’m shedding religion in the USA due to situations right here at camp.

I do know that we are going to make the most effective of it. Our patriotism is being examined to the utmost, however I believe we’ll pull by means of smiling.

Kunitomi is a particular correspondent.