February 9, 1945
Friday, 6 p.m. The bombing has been terrific all afternoon, and many more fires are burning in our neighborhood. The Japanese are loading their stores… Read More »February 9, 1945
Friday, 6 p.m. The bombing has been terrific all afternoon, and many more fires are burning in our neighborhood. The Japanese are loading their stores… Read More »February 9, 1945
We awoke hearing the rumbling of tanks. We thought they were American tanks but we were mistaken. We spent the whole morning downstairs. We only… Read More »Friday, February 9, 1945
Daylight brought some lull and good breakfast; I at last got my longed for bread and butter; went to Gym and found my clothes but… Read More »Feb. 8, 1945
Sheridan, I mean MacArthur, is getting closer. It’s fantastic, living so close to big goings-on, and to see nothing but planes overhead, intent on big… Read More »February 1, 1945
Didn’t know we still had baloney these days until I read the Tribune. It was crying out loud about Filipinos being angry due to the… Read More »September 22, 1944
Pura, my little nurse friend, was still permitted to come in and out of the camp. If there ever was a harbinger of good cheer,… Read More »April 20, 1942
Pura, my little Red Cross Filipina nurse friend, lifted my mosquito net before I was up to tell me the great news that Tokyo had… Read More »April 1, 1942
Still in Santa Ana. A little surprised still to be free. This morning L.R. [Le Roch, the French Consul] comes to seeAnne and is not… Read More »8 Jan. 1942
We had abandoned all wishful thinking and hopes that a miracle at the eleventh hour would occur to prevent the Japs from taking us into… Read More »January 4, 1942