A Community United

A Community United

BY Katrina Gardner

My grandmother Sawae Kuwano, great-grandmother, and great aunties were taken from their home and sent to the Topaz, UT internment Camp. 

Their possessions and property were taken, and they lived in hastily crafted shacks that were constantly hit with dust storms. Breathing the toxic downwinder air. 

As a child, I didn’t understand how a nation of people could see such a thing happen and not fight against it. 

But as I got older, the more I learned and the more I realized that our country was built on the graveyard of stolen land and breaking families apart. 

I have hope that in this age, where we’re more connected than ever, we can build a stronger sense of community and stand up together, all our voices heard. 

The only obstacle that stops us is the same question we all ask. 

“Where do I start?” 

We start right now with every person caring, choosing to be involved when people in our community are in danger, and coming together. Showing any opposition will be met with a community united.