As soon as we had settled, I immediately reported to the Army Headquarters in the Legarda Elementary School Building in Sampaloc, Manila, the same building where I was a janitor of Bureau of Constabulary Academy #3 for non-commissioned officers. From there I was made to report to Camp Murphy (now Camp Emilio Aguinaldo), where I […]

After I got my first pay as Chief, PCAU for the Province of Nueva Vizcaya, at the end of June, 1945, Pat and I decided to return to Manila. We rode a 6×6 Army truck bound for Manila with one bicycle and few belongings. It was a convoy of two trucks scheduled to go to […]

I witnessed the triumphal entry of the Liberation Force spearheaded by guerillas into town. They killed any Japs they came across. There were hundreds of them left by the push-cart brigade that was supposed to pick them up for disposal. I saw also bloated Jap bodies in the creek as we crossed it back to […]

We left Apad and went back to town. I had no thoughts of going back to the Army or to the Civil Service. I felt sorry to leave behind my garden plants but I took along our two male and female chickens, which we gave to Mg. Aniang, a widow from Bangued who had a […]

One early morning I saw a Jap officer with his sword dangling at his side walking slowly towards our hut. He appeared weak and hungry. My first instinct was to take revenge for the death of my late brother, Elix, but Pat prevented me from executing my diabolical plan and pulled me back to our […]

With my knowledge of Nippongo, I easily made friends with Japs. I found out that they are friendly and even helpful if they can trust you and you understand each other. I learned my Nippongo in the Government Training Institute where I was required to study as a Civil Service employee for two months. My […]