Sometime in February, 1942
When we win this Pacific war, it seems to me we will be the world’s policemen, whether we like it or not. A nation of… Read More »Sometime in February, 1942
When we win this Pacific war, it seems to me we will be the world’s policemen, whether we like it or not. A nation of… Read More »Sometime in February, 1942
The Japanese are so intent on showing the Filipino people their great victories, that they have plastered the town with huge maps, showing the Japanese… Read More »January 30, 1942
*This entry is undated in the book, but situated before the January 30, 1942 entry which is dated. What am I going to do with… Read More »January 29, 1942*
The newsboys call the papers just as early. Sounds just the same—SUNDAY TRIBUNE!— but the paper isn’t the same. The morning headlines feature the taking… Read More »January 18, 1942
The typhoid-cholera-dysentery combination, plus the banged-up knee, plus cats on the roof, made last night definitely not a tranquil one. A masterpiece of understatement. Wish… Read More »January 15, 1942
While I have the energy I want to record yesterday’s doings—a most momentous day. We cleared up the cocktail lounge, took out all the broken… Read More »January 14, 1942
Janson said my standing as French was pretty shaky, as I had worked so hard and for so long on the Free French Committee. So… Read More »January 10, 1942
It seems to be more than just registration. Everyone, practically, has been put in Santo Tomas, a huge university with acres of garden space. Nothing… Read More »January 8, 1942
My theory that the greatest evil that ever befell mankind, the most harmful power that exists, is fear turns out to be correct insofar as… Read More »January 6, 1942