The Little House: Crystal City, Texas
by Jeff Talmadge
By the time my parents arrived at the prison
after the War and with their first son,
the 10-foot barbed wire fence was down,
the towers and corner spotlights gone.
The rifle-carrying guards who, around the clock,
circled the perimeter on horseback,
had returned to their old day jobs in that
desolate place, not quite Mexico, not quite
America, thirty-five miles from the border.
When the Alien Enemy Detention Facility closed
in the War’s shadow, the school district got most
of it, opening the houses to others
like that young couple and their toddler,
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who arrived from central Texas on a teacher’s pay,
probably surprised that he, my father,
was alive—and grateful, having come from nothing,
to be living in what they called The Little House.
If I could wish someone well who is in the past,
I would wish it for them—that at least
for that moment, they know some happiness
in this life, believing, as they must have, inside
someone else’s prison, that the worst was over,
and they survived.
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After World War II, my family lived in what had been part of an internment camp for people of Japanese, German, and Italian descent in Crystal City, Texas. This was before I was born, but my brother remembers it well, and always referred to it as “the little house.” It must have seemed like a miracle for my father to have returned alive. Here they were, having come from nothing, with a young child, starting a new life in that dry and distant place. I have few memories of them being happy and like to imagine that this was a happy time for them. Some of my description is indebted to Jan Jarboe Russell’s book, The Train to Crystal City: FDR’s Secret Prisoner Exchange and America’s Only Family Internment Camp During World War II (Scribner, 2015) and her related article in Texas Monthly.
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JEFF TALMADGE was born in Uvalde, Texas, about 70 miles from the Mexican border and grew up in small towns like Crystal City, Wharton, Boling and Big Spring. At Duke University, he won the Academy of American Poets Award, and his poems have appeared in numerous literary journals and magazines. He was a civil trial attorney in Austin before becoming a full-time musician. Jeff has received numerous awards for his songwriting. His most recent record is Sparrow. www.jefftalmadge.com