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September 11, 1944

Last night we put a light on the front steps hoping it would keep the looters away. About 10:30 p.m. we were awakened by gunfire. The Japanese patrol thought they saw a man in a nearby field and fired many shots. I was frightened and told Coné to put out the light, as I thought the Japanese did not like it and were firing at it. Silly idea, but one imagines all sorts of things nowadays.