It was very, very strange, very ironic that we would be imprisoned whereas my uncle was free.
He brought me a cowboy belt. In essence, he told me, "You're not a prisoner or an internee. You're a cowboy." I wore that belt every day for about three or four years. [--Lawson Inada]
from PBS: Newshour: Oregon Poet Laureate Inada Reflects on Internment
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