May 18, 1944

Jerry woke me at 6:30 and I dressed quickly. With a cup of coffee in hand and a bun, we sauntered to hospital point to watch the sun rise over a soft blanket of clouds on one ridge. It was a tender beauty, delicate dawn colors: there was only strength in the great mass of..

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May 17, 1944

We had all our meals in the dugout and I spent the whole day there, resting and reading. A box is our cupboard and Dr. Hall’s wooden tray makes a good buffet, with the silver Spanish candlestick and two chromium plates catching highlights. The two hand-carved trays are against the dirt wall on a ledge;..

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May 16, 1944

Afternoon rains are here. It is our third wet season. There was quite a gale last evening. Jerry carried our table into the dugout and I hemmed and hung the rest of the furoshikis—six on the wall and one as a tablecloth. With nipa covering the tin on the outside, it is not unattractive There..

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May 15, 1944

I am now trying to enjoy Sheba as a study in psychology.  June and I are timing her shampoos during a week. She is always washing her hair, having it done up by expert hands more and more often. In the morning she wears a crystal choker with a lacy-string sweater and slacks. She can..

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May 14, 1944

A sound sleep and a good day. Jerry was busy in the cubicle building underground. He talks about building the West Wall as though it were the Hindenburg Line. He bought a large tan moth-proof bag from Edna and when I said I had managed to get along two years without one, he answered, "Well,..

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May 12, 1944

Camp pictures—the wood crew walking in after lunch in all kinds of caps and clothes, battered and patched, torn and dusty, motley but picturesque; Dr. Mather and Johnson carrying goat garbage can between them on shoulder pole. The bank-side shacks are so amusing, with roofs of canvas, cogon grass, rusty tin or woven branches. Some..

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May 9, 1944

Little Walter got up at four to do guard duty with his Dad. The family are proud of him and it was an excellent idea. Sheba has another new sweater with a big-needle weave of yellow and brown mixed this time. Last week it was bright yellow. June says that Sheba will go mad if..

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