In front
of the light rail tracks on 2nd Street and San Fernando, a soldier
holds his bolt-action rifle with a cautious posture.
Behind
him, a trainload of distressed passengers say goodbye to family and friends
before being hauled away.
Every
story in the wide bronze and brown mural depicts one aspect of
Japanese-American life before World War II and life during the conflict.
One side
has the Mons of families sent to these camps, roundels with creative designs in
them that act as family crests.
A train
scurries away, disappearing into the left as babies cry in a wooden barrack while
a soldier climbs up a tower for his post.
Next to
him a pack of Japanese-American soldiers huddle over a fire to keep warm.
