October 18, 1944
I don’t know what history books will write about this day. Maybe they’ll put it down as the beginning of the offensive for the reconquest… Read More »October 18, 1944
Baguio
October 17, 1944
Still no bombs, I’m sore. We were having breakfast when the “air-raid” alarm sounded. You can’t hear it very well out here in Santa Mesa… Read More »October 17, 1944
Oct. 11, 1944
Jerry earns camotes which help the family meals. He seems to like the garden and has his second wind like Bedie. I have mine and… Read More »Oct. 11, 1944
September 14, 1944
I asked Miss McKim to please say “Auld Lang Syne” to Tomibe San for me and to tell him I will long remember the two… Read More »September 14, 1944
Aug. 26, 1944
I woke with diarrhea and then had bad chills, one after another. My hands and upper lip were numb, ears filled and cracking. I crawled… Read More »Aug. 26, 1944
Aug. 16, 1944
One says it is a scandal that Dr. Shafer is giving hypos to some of the officers and guards who come to the hospital—he should… Read More »Aug. 16, 1944
Aug. 8, 1944
Jerry says it is funny that three of us should get B-2 deficiency when he hasn’t had it yet. I tell him he has had… Read More »Aug. 8, 1944
Aug. 6, 1944
Poor Bede is so hungry. I told him to come to me when he couldn’t stand it and we would talk but not to ask… Read More »Aug. 6, 1944
July 31, 1944
Bede has brought me some small nasturtium leaves, knowing my hunger for green. He hides them and is almost in tears at finding something for… Read More »July 31, 1944