December 16, 1944
I went biking yesterday to see the effect of the bombing yesterday and to hear the comments of the people. Streets were empty. Traffic was… Read More »December 16, 1944
Victor Buencamino Jr.
December 16, 1944
Bullets or shrapnel pierced our roof. Entered just opposite daughter Neneng’s chair in the dining room. Vic and I were seated at the table. Neneng,… Read More »December 16, 1944
October 31, 1944
It’s three in the afternoon. Vic’s listening to the radio. Papa is reading Willoughby’s Maneuvers in War; Neneng is cooking; Lolo sleeping and Dolly is… Read More »October 31, 1944
October 29, 1944
Went to Mass with Mama and Neneng at 6:30. It was still dark. We didn’t bow before the sentry and he said nothing. Maybe he… Read More »October 29, 1944
October 24, 1944
There are bombers flying. Nope, they’re pursuit planes, plenty of them, about fifty. They’re up too early, I think. Ben’s looking at them and he… Read More »October 24, 1944
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
September 23, 1944
Manila’s agog. Everybody’s talking and whispering and laughing and dreaming about the raid. Everybody feels the Americans will be here before Christmas. Somebody opined “around… Read More »September 23, 1944
September 21, 1944
[Note: after the last previous entry, April 20, 1942, the diary resumes at this point.] U.S. planes bombed Manila this morning and afternoon. They came… Read More »September 21, 1944
July 8, 1942
Mr. Toyama, a very nice, educated Japanese, employee of Mitsui, will teach the family Japanese, twice a week in the evenings. My son Vic refused… Read More »July 8, 1942