Today is the third anniversary of the war. Last night I was awakened by the sound of an explosion somewhere in the distance.
At noon we heard the drone of planes and looking out we counted 24 big, 4-motor planes and six small ones (Lockheeds). They flew towards the direction of a distant airfield. I thought they had left us for good, but at 12:40 they returned and flew towards the Iloilo airfield. The next thing we knew they were bombing it! I was somewhat frightened as two formations flew directly over our house, and I was expecting them to drop a bomb on the Garrison across the street. They only bombed the airfield.
The people of Iloilo are very grateful for the careful way the American pilots conduct their raids, and we are not as frightened of the raids as we were in the beginning.