January 23, 1945
“. . . and Sheridan only twenty miles away.” So runs the old poem. If we had a poet in our midst, we might do… Read More »January 23, 1945
“. . . and Sheridan only twenty miles away.” So runs the old poem. If we had a poet in our midst, we might do… Read More »January 23, 1945
Dr. Blum is sick in hospital with dengue. Bombing, but not continuous. We have been under air raid conditions for 2 weeks. Mr. Moran died… Read More »Tuesday, Jan. 23rd, 1945
I have gone to the Capital of Leyte today. I met Gen. Valdes, Gov. Hayden, Dean Kalaw and many others. The night previous I had… Read More »26th Day, Jan. 22, 1945
Same.
Had some soy bean milk with our mush. I liked it very much. Lunch today will be soy bean soup and for supper, soy bean… Read More »January 22, 1945
The opening addresses of Koiso and his principal ministers at the 86th session of the diet yesterday “betrayed our expectations”, the Asahi states bluntly. And… Read More »22nd January 1945
Eight big explosions between 9 and 10 o’clock last night. We had soy beans for breakfast; queer tasting but doubtless nourishing. New orders from the… Read More »Monday, Jan. 22nd, 1945
After all, we are now here in Tacloban, the “promised” land, at about 5 pin today. After a whole night in the sea on our… Read More »25th day, Jan. 21, 1945
Distant flashes last night like gunfire, fire glares to north, big bombers heavily bombed Marquina, great columns of dust and debris, heavy explosions about 500… Read More »Jan. 21, 1945