In honor of Independence Day (or Liberation Day on the islands), I made a trip to the museum. I hadn't been to the museum in years. I rarely see many there, but of course there would be a school field trip the day we decide to go. (And these middle school kids probably thought I was a little crazy carrying around and staging my platypus around.)
The museum takes you through the sugar cane farming days of the Japanese occupation...through WWII....to the internment camps after the war...
It all so awful. First many locals believed the propaganda of the Japanese and committed suicide instead of being captured by the US soldiers. But all the locals were put in internment camps when the US took the island. They remained there almost a year after the war was even over. Deplorable living conditions, not enough food, malnutrition, so much death. They at least go to bring back Catholic Mass. And eventually, they were let out during the day to fish and grow food.
Well, here are a few pictures of Perry in the museum.
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