February 22, 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
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
High school began this morning here. We were allowed half an hour on the court at 6:30. Can take husband’s arm if we walk fast,… Read More »February 18, 1942
With loud pounding, Nakamura and the guards waked us in the darkness, tacking a huge sign on the tree in front of barracks—headed by “NEWS”… Read More »February 16, 1942
Junkin baby born in cottage hospital at 5:30, starting at midnight. What are these babies –Japanese subjects, citizens? It is Chinese New Year today also.… Read More »February 15, 1942
Some of the children’s valentines were very bright. June’s to Mrs. Macabee, “a dish cloth dripping with love for you”—to Daddy, “A garbage can full… Read More »February 14, 1942
The dentist’s hours are three to four, his dental chair is an Epsom Salt tin, his fillings are temporary, only guaranteed as far as the… Read More »February 13, 1942
Bedie’s 11th birthday. I whispered a song to him with kisses. He received a bag with 12 pan de sal with “Happy birthday from Ismael… Read More »February 11, 1942