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May 26, 1945 Saturday

My friend who I call “partner”, Governor Proceso Sebastian, has been sick with fever during the last three days. I am attending to him and bringing him food. I talked to the doctors about his ailment. I could just imagine how he feels—far from home, without his wife and dear ones. It must be terrible to be sick in bed. I am praying for his immediate recovery. Already he is showing signs of getting better.

This evening, we were awakened by intense barrage of anti-aircraft fire. We were of course alarmed; some went out to see what was going on. The rest of us stayed inside but we were ready to run, if necessary. The next morning, we learned that a Japanese plane appeared and dropped a few bombs. Nobody knows where it came from. Of course we won’t know whether any damage has been caused as this is a military secret.