Thibodaux, Louisiana
I grew up on Camelia Street, just off Coulon Road and one of the building right at the end of our street was part of the camp, so I actually grew up on the property.
I have no recollection, obviously. I was born in the late ’50s way past the camp’s time. There’s always been talk in the neighborhood about the camp. Usually it came from the older people who were alive at that time. They talk about remembering the soldiers and the prisoners — whether stories of kids going talk to the prisoners at the fence or that sort of thing. It was always part of the neighborhood folklore.
You know, I’m not sure why. Most of the information I’ve gotten has been off the internet or stories from some of the older people that told stories about it. But it seems that for some reason the Department Army did something with the files or didn’t keep good files, but there doesn’t seem to be much in the way of physical documentation about the camps. No one seems to be able to find a whole lot of information on it.