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May 9, 1942

The days still drag on but aside from poor food and boredom, not too unpleasantly. The flies are still bad, but me are missing all the hot weather in Manila. This is a break, for the rainy season will come soon after our return, if not before. The evenings are delightful and the nights monderful for sleeping. If we had work to keep us busy and food to nourish us, it would be quite pleasant. I am getting even so I don’t mind the food as much, but it is not sufficient. No proteins. Rumors persist that Germany bas capitulated, that England and U.S.A. invaded France, and that Japan and USA are having peace talks. Almost gets one to believing them. Sure wish I could. Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. First time in years I won’t be able to remember Mom.