As the old saying goes, I was simply looking for fan love, in Alderaan places.

I think we learn more from those times in our history where we stumbled as a democracy than we learn from the glorious chapters.

But when we came out of camp, that's when I first realized that being in camp, that being Japanese-American, was something shameful.

It’s really hard to hate someone for being different when you’re too busy laughing together.

Yes, I remember the barbed wire and the guard towers and the machine guns, but they became part of my normal landscape. What would be abnormal in normal times became my normality in camp.

I am emboldened, not cowed, by the words and actions of Trump and his circle. I believe many others are as well. Together we will stand in opposition. I'm not going anywhere, and I won't be silenced.

Well, it gives, certainly to my father, who is the one that suffered the most in our family, and understanding of how the ideals of a country are only as good as the people who give it flesh and blood.