Wed. Sept. 13, 1944
This picture of Dennis and mother is beautiful. God, I pray that this thing will be over soon, and I can go home to them.… Read More »Wed. Sept. 13, 1944
This picture of Dennis and mother is beautiful. God, I pray that this thing will be over soon, and I can go home to them.… Read More »Wed. Sept. 13, 1944
The wood crew say that some Filipinos going by grinning, asked sotto voce “Why do you work so hard? It won’t be long now.” Others… Read More »September 13, 1944
Happy birthday Dixie I sepnt to-day working out a little cassava flour and grinding a little corn meal and delousing. I hope to spend it… Read More »Tues. Sept. 12, 1944
The City has taken on a truly warlike aspect, an encampment surrounded by the enemy. But the enemy in this case is within the house:… Read More »September 12, 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.… Read More »September 11, 1944
I hit the Jackpot Sat. I got three letters. One from Dixie Lee, Valree, and Mother. All the boys here got quite a kick out… Read More »Mon. Sept. 11, 1944
June came straight from the garden with a muddy rear where the hoe had let her slip twice into the ditch. She looked adorable in… Read More »September 11, 1944
Just got back from the Church Service. Mr. Sanders, a Presbyterian, spoke to us about unity. He was lamenting the lack of love and harmony… Read More »Sun. Sept. 10/44
Some people are leaving the city and going out into the country looking for a safer place. Since the American bombing of Davao, many people… Read More »September 9, 1944