I remember the first time I saw it, back in the 1970’s I was driving north up California Highway 395 between the towns of Lone Pine and Independence. On the west side of the road were the relics of something that seemed important in the past. Driving past these ruins to go to some other destination, we never stopped to explore. Many times when I travel today and I see something interesting I will email myself so I can research the spot when I get home but in the days before the internet you could not do this. As I passed this spot several times I often wondered what this place was and kicked myself for not stopping to explore. I had visions of it being a part of the old west, a mining camp, a ranch or a movie set. My imagination bubble burst and I was horrified years later when I found out that it was a Japanese Internment Camp from WWII. I finally visited this place many years later, after the National Park system had taken it over and I was truly shocked to walk the site, I never knew or had seen so closely this sad part of American History….