Diary of Tomas Confesor

31st Day, Jan. 27, 1945

Early in the morning at the air strip, arriving there at 6:00. The plane wasn’t ready and did not pick us up until 10 a.m.

Arrived at Saipan at about 7 p.m. tonight.

Our reception was fair, but transportation was bad. The food was bad—we had to serve ourselves in an eating place where nobody attended us. We were all disgusted.

It’s warm here. How much has been built and is being constructed. Low sections are being filled in. It’s being cleaned up.

We leave tonight at 11:30 for Kwajalein. It’s a moonlight night.

I never for a moment in my life ever thought that I would be at this former Jap stronghold by this time nor at any time. But here I am on this island. Mingled feelings assailed me.

At last I am now well on the way to America after thirty years of not having visiting the country.

What luck under the circumstances and on board a plane at that!