May 8, 1918 - January 25, 2011
After a week I was again startled by a commotion and voices outside our quarters one early morning. I got up and saw trucks to be boarded by the Grass Detail. I waited until they started boarding, when I boarded one of the trucks together … [Continue reading]
(Pat related this story after I got released) When Pat failed to see my name among surrenderers published in the paper and magazine in Manila, she went to the City Hall and to the Red Cross. My name was not in their list of surrenderers. … [Continue reading]
One early morning while it was still dark, I was awakened by a commotion outside of our quarters. I went out to investigate. There I saw POWs going into formation as an officer called a roll. I joined the formation, not knowing what it … [Continue reading]
As we grew more and more hungry, we ate anything that could be eaten inside the C.C.C., including the bark and roots of the “Alibangbang” trees after all their leaves were cooked for food. Grasshoppers, ants, and lizards were included in our … [Continue reading]
In the morning when the big iron rice cooker called “CAWA” was repeatedly sounded with the beating of a big metal spoon, we woke up for our breakfast, consisting of rice and “coffee.” Actually our coffee was roasted rice boiled soft, which we also … [Continue reading]
Upon arrival in the C.C.C. we were all required to have our heads shaved like the Japanese soldiers. Many of us developed colds, including myself. What was more annoying than our mucus dripping slowly from our noses as we held our meat can with … [Continue reading]