December 2, 1944
A spirited exchange of fire woke us up last night and alarmed the whole neighborhood of these mountains from exactly 1:00 to 3:00 A.M. The… Read More »December 2, 1944
A spirited exchange of fire woke us up last night and alarmed the whole neighborhood of these mountains from exactly 1:00 to 3:00 A.M. The… Read More »December 2, 1944
While the planes continue unloading their fury upon the nerve of the Japanese defense—I admit that I was unable to put down in detail the… Read More »November 26, 1944
The Military Police of Baguio is not far behind that of Manila in neronian cruelty. A few days before we arrived, they did something which… Read More »November 16, 1944
The Committee ruled that camote water is community property and can no longer be boiled down into syrup exclusively for the kitchen staff. Jerry says… Read More »November 12, 1944
I decided to come up to Baguio, partly for reasons of health, and partly to lessen the burden of the Seminary community. Food shortage in… Read More »Baguio, November 6, 1944
I don’t know what history books will write about this day. Maybe they’ll put it down as the beginning of the offensive for the reconquest… Read More »October 18, 1944
Still no bombs, I’m sore. We were having breakfast when the “air-raid” alarm sounded. You can’t hear it very well out here in Santa Mesa… Read More »October 17, 1944
Jerry earns camotes which help the family meals. He seems to like the garden and has his second wind like Bedie. I have mine and… Read More »Oct. 11, 1944
I asked Miss McKim to please say “Auld Lang Syne” to Tomibe San for me and to tell him I will long remember the two… Read More »September 14, 1944