Manaoag, January 25, 1945
When I passed by Mangaldan two days ago, I did not see anything special. On my way back, I saw several hundreds of planes in… Read More »Manaoag, January 25, 1945
When I passed by Mangaldan two days ago, I did not see anything special. On my way back, I saw several hundreds of planes in… Read More »Manaoag, January 25, 1945
“No man is great in the eyes of his valet.” They said that Napoleon used to say this. But the driver of General MacArthur thinks… Read More »January 24, 1945
One day the American troops were delayed in arriving at Manaoag in recapturing the fifteen kilometers which separated it from San Fabian. It took them… Read More »January 18, 1945
The artillery keep on thundering in the vicinity of Manaoag. I am having some remorse of conscience for my subordinates who are suffering from the… Read More »January 17, 1945
We never ran short of shocks. Last night an American patrol ordered us to abandon the house of Mr. Sipin in the town’s outskirts and… Read More »January 16, 1945
The events are developing kaleidoscopically. The Philippine government, reduced to the bare minimum, that is, to the members of the Cabinet—the multitude of government employees… Read More »December 22, 1944
For seven days now we are without radio, and consequently, without news. The press is ashamed to circulate outside the capital, out of respect for… Read More »December 20, 1944
The alarm sounded yesterday, but the skies of Manila were clear of planes. The raids were made over Clark Field and Legazpi. However, we were… Read More »December 18, 1944
A few days ago, our Chief of Police surprised us with a strange action. He posted his officers at all intersections of Session Road—the Escolta… Read More »December 8, 1944