Son, When I Was Your Age…

white.jpgSpotted this beauty during my first visit to the Japanese American National Museum in Little Tokyo last weekend. Whenever people start going on about how much better it was in the gold ol’ days, this is the kind of thing that I think of immediately.

While I’m on the subject, the JANM is pretty interesting. The permanent exhibition is small-ish, but the bounty of information on the WWII incarceration of Japanese Americans is worth the visit. Get a tour if you can. We listened in on one, and it was being given by an older man who had been interred, with his family, at the age of 18. He was three months away from graduating high school, and lived the rest of his life with no diploma. If I had kids, this is one of the places I’d be sure to take them to.

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