Will wonders if there will be enough fuel for the winter.
January 2, 1942. Friday. 26th Day of Captivity
Cold? Coldest so far. Fuel? Played much Rummy in p.m. with Dr. A. Murphy.
5:30 p.m. Walked much on 7th floor verandah with JBS and Major Williams. He "thawed" a bit and we talked quite some.
6:30 p.m. Radio just finished "7 Beers with the Wrong Woman". Still cold. Hope coal holds out.
Loaned six books to M.B. and H.L. Hope to get 'em back some day---mebbe?
Moving? Seems Germans in Park Hotel filed an official protest and so that move is out---for the nonce. Hope we stay at this Metropole, as none of us wants Civic Center, several miles out.
January 3, 1942. Saturday. 27th Day
Still cold, but moderating a bit. (?) says JBS and I can move to separate single rooms. I don't want to move but JBS seems to prefer a room alone. So do I, but prefer to stay in this 309. 315 is small, but as it is an outside room I'd prefer it. 312 is inside but large.
Introduction to Lynch Clan
My Lynch ancestors from Ireland came to America in 1848. The group included my Grandfather James Lynch and his five siblings, ages 10 to 18, who sailed without their parents to New York City. Soon they were living in a tenement house in Massachusetts working in a textile mill. From there they gradually migrated west. This blog will contain information gathered by my mother, Hazel Lynch Skonberg from her father, giving details of the trip over and life in America. There is also a diary written by his son, Will Lynch, who was with the American Consular Service of the State Department, and was taken hostage on Dec. 8, 1941, by the Japanese Army who had captured Shanghai that day. I hope you enjoy this blog about the James Lynch family in America.
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