Baguio
January 24, 1942
I was not well but rested on mat after working on beans and carrots. Many children throwing up and crying in the night. No garbage… Read More »January 24, 1942
January 22, 1942
In the list of work details put on bulletin board by Committee, Jerry is down as Outside Sanitation, I am down as Inside Sanitation—both meaning… Read More »January 22, 1942
January 17, 1942
Fruit for breakfast! Japanese schoolchildren came en masse with good wishes and candy boxes for us. Their faces pressed against the wire to view the… Read More »January 17, 1942
January 16, 1942
A Japanese soldier appeared with an armful of antlers looted from the American General’s house.
January 14, 1942
Streetlights on for first time in six weeks. A quiet night as no clump, clump of army boots, mostly local gentry guarding us.
January 8, 1942
It seems to be more than just registration. Everyone, practically, has been put in Santo Tomas, a huge university with acres of garden space. Nothing… Read More »January 8, 1942
January 6, 1942
Ismael brought fresh laundry, slacks and my gray wool dress! How wonderful to see him from a distance. He called out that the family and… Read More »January 6, 1942