In the midst of a hustling and busy city you find peace in a garden that represent the most unjust times in our nation’s history. I found this place that you can sit down and close your eyes. Listen to the fountain and the stream running by. Feel the cool breeze rustling through the trees. Even on a hot sweltering day.
The District of Columbia has so much to offer and very few sees their attributes.
The names on these marble walls are the camps that the Japanese families lived during WWII. They lost everything they owned. But most of all they lost their freedom. Only because of fear and hate. Let us never show that ugly side of us again. We are too great of a nation.