In the text that accompanies it, Lester Tom Lee, who immigrated in 1935, talks about being hungry and small enough to grab the necks of birds outside the fence of the camp. Some of her photos even touch upon the somewhat happy memories of the children imprisoned at the depot. To a child, it's just one big adventure. But what's interesting is that after all of these years, these people don't think of it with pain. They still remember as children.
Memory is a strange, beautiful thing.