Years ago, by chance, I had seat assignment next to an 80 year old woman for Mariners games in the Kingdome. At one point I asked where she had lived, and she mentioned Puyallup and Idaho. She was interred during WW2, as a young girl. Her family tailoring business in West Seattle was confiscated.
This was a painful lesson of the damage our government had done to this kindly woman and her family.

We bought Maison Vel-DuRay from a couple that had been interred during WWII. One of their daughters was born while they were captive.

Somebody should do a movie about Seattle during WWII. All sorts of awful things happened. Granted, internment was not an exclusively Seattle thing, but it was certainly a big deal here. And then after the war, the UW red scare was no walk in the park either.

Not very fun fact: According to the people we bought the house from - who we had known prior to the purchase - the assembly place for them to board the buses to Idaho was the current location of the ID branch of the library.