In this diary entry, Will Lynch notes that fuel and food are scarce and buses have stopped running in Shanghai. Roselyn
January 12, 1942. Monday. 36th Day.
Sunny and crisp.
Beat Groves plenty at cribbage. In p.m., played bridge with Miss Naylor, Messrs. Sawyer and Calder. Won, but don't care too much for bridge.
Dr. Hrben called, ostensibly to locate a certain Bill Slocum, an alleged American Chinese, to try to contact a medical job with country with any American Mission.
My inside room is uncomfortably chilly, but so are the others' rooms. Food here has become very ordinary, but food is becoming a problem.
Fuel is getting scarce. Buses have stopped. Japanese Army seems to continue winning.
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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