Remembering the WWII Japanese Concentration Camps w/ My Uncle Victor “Niche” Fukuhara

I am truly blessed to have a resilient family, ancestors that went thru hell compared to the easy life we live today in America. Imagine being an American Citizen and receiving orders to report to a concentration camp within a few days. Camp Minidoka in Twin Falls, Idaho was where my father was born and my uncle, at the age of 1, entered with my grandparents. My oldest uncle on my dad's side has been a rock for our family since we lost my grandparents in the late 90's. While I've had the privilege of living the life of a SoCal skateboarder, I always admired my uncle. Observing how he humbly carries himself, selflessly leading multiple communities, all while allowing himself to get carried away with his many creative passions. After losing my pops in 2018 and my uncle being in and out of the hospital recently, I wanted to make sure I got a chance to document some of my uncle's stories. The older I get the more I want to listen to the OG's who've lived a long life. I'm so blessed to have come from a family that had everything ripped out of the soil, put in a camp for 5 years, only to be thrown out on a parking lot that was built on what used to be their home. Knowing my family overcame these hardships and rose out of the concrete to see the sunshine is something I am so prideful of. With all of the respect to my grandparents, father, uncles and aunts, I proudly share with you some soundbites from my incredible uncle. Victor "Niche" Fukuhara. Thank you guys so much for taking the time to check out this video.