Jan. 3, 1942
Mr Wilson and myself tried once more to get to office as was a little important work to do and some records to remove. We… Read More »Jan. 3, 1942
Mr Wilson and myself tried once more to get to office as was a little important work to do and some records to remove. We… Read More »Jan. 3, 1942
Though I couldn’t reach Catesy by phone, my phone rang continually. Friends and neighbors called to see if we were still in our home or… Read More »January 3, 1942
Looting continues unabated. War brings out the noble and the degrading in man. Saw three Japanese soldiers talking with two women with painted faces in… Read More »January 3, 1942
Moved on to Ibalao gate 33 km away. Here the men were fed by detachment from the Kianga Constabulary.
The boys dropped in to tell me that we’re going through a flock of small islands. Still expect a visit from the Japanese via a… Read More »January 3rd, 1942
We are now iiving on the river bank in a bamboo hut. We cook on a charcoal stove and use our hut only for our… Read More »January 3, 1942
Becoming increasingly evident that something must be done in China. War effort lagging there; and China shows sipns of being willing to quit. Apparently the… Read More »Saturday, January 3, 1942
] didn’t go to bed. Mr. P-———— , an oil man caught here en route to India, has been staying in the house. He was… Read More »January 3, 1942