A tour through dark chapters of American history hits close to home at site of California internment camp

The cemetery monument at the former Japanese American internment camp of Manzanar.
(Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)

Over the last month, I’ve logged some serious mileage across California for a story about race and the national parks that was published on Sunday. It explores the ways in which the National Park Service, a federal agency originally charged with protecting wilderness, has come to conserve places that have been the site of both contentious and inspiring incidents related to race in American history.

As part of the assignment, I toured the Port Chicago Naval Magazine outside of San Francisco and sat next to the graves of labor activists Cesar and Helen Chavez in the bucolic Tehachapi Mountains outside  Bakersfield. I visited the sites of the former Japanese American internment camps at Tulelake and Manzanar.

On one of those journeys, I casually posted a photograph of an old theater on Tulelake’s main street on social media. My pal Nate Chinen, a New York-based jazz writer whose father was Japanese American, left me a comment: “This is the town where my father spent his first four years, in internment.”

When I saw it, my heart sank.

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The Tule Lake Segregation Center was the most punitive of the Japanese American internment camps. Seen here: The old jail. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
A foundation from one of the old barracks buildings at the Tule Lake Segregation Center. The camp held almost 19,000 people at its peak. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)

If you read about the histories of the National Park Service sites dealing with issues of race and ethnicity you will see a lot of numbers: Almost 120,000 Japanese Americans were interned during World War II. The average lifespan of a farmworker in the mid-1960s was 49 years, and the hourly wage was 90 cents.

At Port Chicago, 320 men, mostly African Americans working in a segregated unit during World War II, lost their lives in a fiery munitions explosion — an accident borne out of the carelessness and disregard of naval commanders. The death toll represented 15% of the African American dead from World War II.

A view of what remains of the World War II-era pier at Port Chicago, where 320 men, mostly African American, lost their lives in an explosion. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
At Port Chicago, ranger Stephanie Meckler supplied us with historic photos that revealed the extent of the damage. Remains for most victims were never found. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)

But taking the time to go to these sites makes these abstract figures come to life — connecting them to very real human stories.

At the Manzanar gravesite monument, where my only soundtrack was the wind and the gentle rustling of paper cranes left as tokens, I learned about the Japanese American woman who was buried there after dying in childbirth.

At Port Chicago, I found out about an African American man who was so traumatized by the magnitude of the explosion that incinerated his colleagues that he couldn’t stop shaking.

It is those individual stories that makes a visit to these sites so incredibly visceral. And given the political moment, so incredibly relevant.

I’ll never be able to look at my photos of Tule Lake without thinking of Nate’s dad — a toddler in a prison camp, his only crime to be born to Japanese parents.

Please read the story and check out the stellar images by Times photographers Francine Orr and Gary Coronado.

Herewith, a few images I wanted to share from my own journey:

Multiple families were squeezed into a single barrack at internment camps. Seen here: A reconstructed dwelling at Manzanar. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
The entrance to Camp Tulelake, a former Civilian Conservation Corps camp that held Japanese American incarcerees early on during World War II. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
The mess hall at Camp Tulelake, which first held Japanese American incarcerees, and later, European prisoners of war. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
A reconstructed guard tower marks the entrance to Manzanar, the former Japanese American internment site in the Owens Valley. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
The reconstructed mess hall in a World War II-era building at Manzanar. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
Entering the galleries at the Cesar E. Chavez National Monument — which documents the 1965 Delano grape strike. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)
At the gravesite of labor activists Cesar Chavez and Helen Chavez in Keene. (Carolina A. Miranda / Los Angeles Times)

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