Kempeitai of WWII and the POW’s

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Kanchanaburi (Kanburi). Prisoners of war, in their quarters in an open-sided attap hut in the POW camp (commonly called Kanburi by the Australians). All seem aware that their photograph is being taken secretly, at risk to themselves and the photographer if film or camera were discovered by the Japanese. Many prisoners were brought here from Burma after the Burma-Thailand railway was completed.

The Kempeitai (憲兵隊, Kenpeitai, “Military Police Corps”), was the military police arm of the Imperial Japanese Army from 1881 to 1945.  It was not a conventional military police as we know them, but more of a secret police.  A member of the corps was called a kempei.

For prisoners of the Japanese life was never easy – even though conditions had eased somewhat for many men who had survived the building of the Burma Siam death railway.

Kanchanaburi in Thailand was regarded as one of the…

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Thursday’s Doors ~ Janes’ House, closer view

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My grandies call this a “mansion”

where they picture candlelabra,

thanks to, “Beauty and the Beast”

well-liked character, “Lumiere.”

They think “fancy” places

have flowers in vases and they

ponder aloud, “Every big house

must have a back twisty stairs

and front door leading to a huge

staircase with place to hold onto.”

“Do you mean a stair railing?” I ask.

Shrugging shoulders and, “Can’t

you answer this?” Incredulous

looks on grandchildren’s faces.

They are picturing Belle

descending this staircase.

Another detail they add, as I

open all windows and park

in the barn’s driveway ~

“Wait! Do they have a guard?”

Hmmm. . . hoping not, as I

don’t see any signs of dogs

nor guard house. I walk over a

richly thick carpet of grass and

love the idea of this house being here

so long ago. Something to preserve

history and the small town of

Delaware, Ohio’s…

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Thursday Doors – Downtown Ames

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Downtown Ames

During our recent visit to Ames, Iowa to visit my brother, Faith was on a mission to find a store that she remembered shopping in earlier this year. As we tried to figure out which cross street would give us the best coverage, my brother was quick to point out doors that I may or may not have seen before. You know how it goes with doors. If you see one or two, you become interested. Then you see a historic building, then a group of small shops, and you feel like you’re watching a clown car of doors.

If you don’t understand, you must be new to the circus that is Thursday Doors. Each week, Ring Master, Norm Frampton puts up the big top in Montreal and by Saturday, the jugglers, trapeze artists and tightrope walkers have arrived with their doors. If you have a door, or…

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