January 15, 1942
The bedbugs in our native beds continued to fatten and multiply, and our nights became more sleepless and uncomfortable. As soon as the insecticide squad… Read More »January 15, 1942
The bedbugs in our native beds continued to fatten and multiply, and our nights became more sleepless and uncomfortable. As soon as the insecticide squad… Read More »January 15, 1942
The long wide road from the Big House to the front gate led to the outside world. Tall and shady acacia trees lined each side… Read More »January 12, 1942
There was a steady trek of people trying to get near the Commandant’s office in order to be pronounced unfit for concentration life, and fortunately… Read More »January 11, 1942
Each morning I rushed like the Mad Hatter to the hospital kitchen to cook the cereal and coffee for our breakfast. Each morning I expected… Read More »January 10, 1942
The people who had homes, servants, friends, and business associates on the outside were fortunate indeed! We were able to contact Catalino, and he brought… Read More »January 9, 1942
Again I awakened early, but since I had slept a little, I felt and looked less like a shadowy zombie. My roommates, old and young,… Read More »January 8, 1942
My second night in Room 25, Japanese number, and Room 221, American number, was just as restless and disturbing as the first. Bedbugs and mosquitoes… Read More »January 7, 1942
I will long remember my first night in Santo Tomas. Throughout the night, Japanese soldiers flashed lights on us as they barked restrictions and orders… Read More »January 6, 1942
January, the 5th! We could never forget that date, for it would have been our wedding day! Instead of a wedding, the large iron gates… Read More »January 5, 1942