Sept. 22, 1944

Planes came back at 7:17 am and bombing and air fighting all day, was worse than the 21st. One small shell hit just outside my window, I just happened to be leaning over my bunk, but most of it went through the sheet iron roof into the lobby which is now a hospital for sick old men. No one was hit.

I could not get to work on account of raid. We sure had plenty of excitement, and how our boys can dive. Many Jap planes shot down and probably some of ours, can’t tell very well, unless see the Jap red spot. Confined to quarters, we spent evening on the roof watching the fires and explosions; evidently more damage today.

The Japs are tougher now, we have to stand two roll calls, and must stay in line until all different parts of camp are checked; this sometimes takes two hours, as people die or go to hospital or stay sick in shanties.

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