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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Tuesday, October 25, 2011

WR Lynch WW II Diary re Japanese Take-Over in Shanghai China. Days 48 and 49

Two more days in "captivity" for Will Lynch in Metropole Hotel in Shanghai as a diplomatic prisoner of the Japanese Army, waiting for exchange he hopes will come.   I never did learn who A.M. was--perhaps a lady friend who had "ambitions" about this confirmed bachelor.  Roselyn


January 24,  1942.  Saturday.   48th Day.
     Rainy.  Had "shore leave".  A.M. and I saw a movie, "That Uncertain Feeling" at Nanking Theatre.  A bit "screwy" but good entertainment and plenty comedy. AM.'s getting to be a bit of a nuisance, sort of ambitious.  Then had Chinese chow at Sun Ya's.  Not too good.
     Then called on Captain Tornroth.  He's on the mend after a close call---heart attack, a la bacillary dysentery.  
     Beat JBS at Rummy.  Then Brookhart beat me 3-0.




January 25, 1942.  Sunday.  49th Day. 
     Just another day.  Walked half hour on verandah of 7th floor with Hinke and Drumright.
     A.M. called in p.m. and I won a game of Rummy.  Also did an hour of another game.
     Mrs. Van Hengel and Miss L. Johnson of Y.M.C.A. called to see JBS but he had no leave on a pass.
     Some of the Japanese guards very noisy at midnight--apparently celebrating some victory.
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