After an hour of standing, Wainwright found himself marched down the porch and into a yard where the Japanese had their cameramen and photographers waiting to document the moment. For the next half hour, they subjected Wainwright to the indignity of being lined up with his aides and posed for pictures. “It was easy to tell which was the American commander in chief for he was the eldest, tallest and most distinguished looking in the party despite the tired, haggard, frightened look on all their faces,” wrote one of the journalists invited by the Japanese.
