Archive for October, 2013

I recall one Dutchman from Java, O. W. Hooper, who had never seen snow before. He pulled off his shoes and waded through the snow so that he could tell his people that he had walked in snow.

There was a civilian R. S. Wilkins from California who sold his ration of bread or took I.O.U.s to be paid when we got back in the states. The price was five dollars U.S. money. Sometimes I would trade bread for cigarettes; not that I was that hep for something to smoke, but it seemed as if that was the only pleasure one could get out of this place, and it did cut down on the gnawing hunger.

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