February 16, 1945
I sallied forth today to stock up on food. The market is burned, but people are bringing in a few fish and eggs and vegetables… Read More »February 16, 1945
Helge Janson
February 12, 1945
Monday. Weariness threw me last night and I gave up, with the story half told. We had some of the officers to dinner with us… Read More »February 12, 1945
February 11, 1945
Wottaday, wottaday, last night we fought fire all night. Janson spent the night on the roof of the servants’ quarters nearest the wall by the… Read More »February 11, 1945
February 10, 1945
This must be the 10th. If so, it’s Saturday. This has been a twenty-four hours without parallel. There was a real battle just beyond our… Read More »February 10, 1945
February 8, 1945
It sounds like the real McCoy now. We’ve fed the children in the air-raid shelter, got Felie fixed for the night. She has suffered terribly… Read More »February 8, 1945
February 6, 1945
We were up all night—we never all go to bed all at once, anyhow. The children were in the air-raid shelter but its walls are… Read More »February 6, 1945
February 5, 1945
Monday. Last night there was terrific shelling near Fort McKinley, as well as we could judge. That is to the south of us. Nearby, on… Read More »February 5, 1945
February 3, 1945
’Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house . . . No, that’s not night, I’m mixed up. All through the house everybody’s… Read More »February 3, 1945
Late in January*, 1945
(Undated in book but placed after January 23, but before January 28, 1945) They are advising us to get out. Our wall is high and… Read More »Late in January*, 1945