February 28, 1942
Nakamura at the Committee meeting burst forth profanely that we would not need the bomb holes in our roof mended for the rains as we… Read More »February 28, 1942
Nakamura at the Committee meeting burst forth profanely that we would not need the bomb holes in our roof mended for the rains as we… Read More »February 28, 1942
I still marvel at what food craving does to individuals. The strangest acquaintances—not really friendships—spring up. One who gets gifts or purchases attracts one or… Read More »February 27, 1942
There are many thoughtful acts here—stronger arms doing the personal washing for older or weaker people; sharing of food packages with those who get none.… Read More »February 26, 1942
Several people still smile as they remember how I held a vase of sweet peas in Brent office the night we were taken over and… Read More »February 25, 1942
A package from Ismael with olives, chicken spread, from our own stores, plus Bedie’s and Jerry’s shorts! June made herself a sunsuit out of a… Read More »February 24, 1942
Nakamura also chafes at the Inactivity. His home at the mine is looted and gone. It is war, he says. His wife has only the… Read More »February 23, 1942
There is to be no more cocoa or sugar. There is some but the Japanese won’t sell it to us. Looting has emptied many places… Read More »February 22, 1942
Jerry was on the rampage over the 12 five-pound cans we had turned in—milk enough for three months for four of us. They won’t give… Read More »February 20, 1942
I went on the rampage and jacked up people about Lysoling and rolling up mattresses every day as ordered, We are military now and must… Read More »February 19, 1942