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May 11, 1942

Busy all morning keeping sick call going and getting things evacuated and ready to be evacuated. Rode up on bus to Little Baguio with load of patients and equipment. What a scene of ravage and desolation along the road. Skeletons, stinking to hell, strung along. Guns destroyed, crater holes everywhere, cars and trucks in all stages of destruction; trucks, bags, and equipment strung everywhere. So much waste and destruction! Mas sure tired when I got back, and ready to go to bed. Rice and gravy for supper.