April 26, 1942
The lovely strains of “Rock of Ages” floated into my room as I watched the Protestant services in the Father’s garden. To the right of… Read More »April 26, 1942
The lovely strains of “Rock of Ages” floated into my room as I watched the Protestant services in the Father’s garden. To the right of… Read More »April 26, 1942
Curtains put up today. Two old scalloped blue bedspreads which, when split down middle, make curtains alreadyedged and hemmed at bottom. Also, with material from… Read More »Sun., Apr. 26, 1942
The concentration camp in Capaz for Filipino and American war prisoners looks like a graveyard. Only there are no tombs and mausoleums and headstones. Instead,… Read More »April 26, 1942
Violent quarrels have developed over space, often a matter of three inches only, but it rages back and forth. It takes just about six hours… Read More »April 26, 1942