October, 1945

Posted: October 1, 2015 in Uncategorized
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After being hospitalized a week in Guam, I left there by plane at 9:30 a.m. on October 1, 1945, and arrived in Honolulu at 10:30 a.m. Shortly thereafter, I flew to Oakland ,Calif., arriving there on October 3, 1945, and was admitted to Oak Knoll Hospital. I spent about a week there, and then flew to Norman, Oklahoma, where I was a patient in the Naval Hospital until my discharge from the U.S. Marine Corps on May 28, 1946.

In closing, let me say I hold no animosity toward the Japanese civilians as they were victims of circumstances, and many befriended me even at the risk of being punished by the Jap military.

I have tried to impart to you, the readers, incidents in my life as I endured it during World War II. After 3 years, 4 months, and 9 days of prison life, I learned to appreciate FREEDOM as it was then known in America.

Nearly thirty years later, it grieves me to see our country is not the same.

We’ve lost so many freedoms and gained very little fame.

O, we’ve sent men to the moon and into space for eighty-four days,

And for all of this, America received some praise.

But the state of affairs in our nation is sad:

Watergate, pollution, fuel and energy crises are bad.

Politically speaking, our country is in an uproar;

Even President Nixon doesn’t know what is in store.

Americans must clasp hands as of yore,

If this Country is to be as great as before.

Then we must pray to our God for blessings from above,

And list to His answers, and fill ourselves with His love.

“Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends.” St. John 15:13

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Comments
  1. Mike says:

    This was a great read for me over these years. I don’t remember how I found it but, I am so glad you started posting this blog of letters. Thank you very much for sharing. Your uncle sounds like an incredible man and you should be proud.

  2. a gray says:

    This has been a wonderful journey. Thank you for posting this story.

  3. Sharon Mann says:

    Did my uncle actually write that poem? His brother, my dad, sang once and he drew a portrait once. Even so, I never knew there was anything artistic in that family while growing up. I wish I had spent more time getting to know them both. They were just hard workers. It’s also interesting that even back in the 70s our country was losing it’s freedoms and it was obvious even then. I wonder what he’d think about America today? I wish he were still alive. I have so many questions for him. Back when I could have asked, I was consumed with raising kids and following my military husband around the country. Politics, freedoms, the constitution were not very high on my radar at that time…sigh

    I do remember once when I was still a child asking him a question. It had to do with his comment that he vowed he’d never complain about food put before him. He then went on to explain that he was so hungry while he was a POW, he ate the snails at the edge of the river. My eyes wide, I asked him how they tasted. He said they tasted like mud.

    Shall I never complain about my food again!

  4. My thanks too, following day by day has helped me understand my father’s situation better.

  5. V Collins says:

    Thank you for this history. Your uncle must have been a courageous and disciplined man to survive this horrid ordeal. I was most interested in the story because my grandfather (USN) was captured at Corregidor and was also enslaved at the Mitsubishi shipyards via the Lima Maru and DaiNichi Maru. His diary matches your uncle’s from Sept. 20, 1942 to April 13, 1945; however, my GF was assigned to Taichu POW camp in Taiwan. Your uncle’s story elaborates on what these great men had to endure and has given me an even greater respect for who they are/were.

  6. curiositycat says:

    Wonderful! My email address is heather at scopcity dot com. I look forward to it!

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