We kept contact with the outside
world with our B17 bombers that escaped to Australia. Did guard
duty at Del Monte Club in machine gun pits while Gen. MacArthur and President
Quezon were being
flown out. We were able to use our machine shop and welding shop
busses to build ground mounts
for the machine guns that we salvaged from the destroyed air craft.
We also made land mines with
dynamite in one-gallon pineapple cans. Even made a tank from a
weapons carrier. These were sorely
needed by our ground forces as our island was invaded the same week that the war
started. Except for
bombing and strafing, we had a good war. We managed to hold out
until we were surrendered by Gen.
Sharp on May 10, 1942.
Was interned at Malaybalay until September 1942,
then shipped to Bilibid for a while. Herded aboard
the Tottori Maru, a "Hellship", for a long, hard voyage to Japan.
The ship dodged the American
torpedoes fired at us on the first morning just off Luzon. Finally
arrived in Kawasaki on November 13,
1942. Worked for Mitsui, Japan Steel, Showa Dinko, Simpaku and other
slave labor jobs on starvation
diet. Survived the fire bombing (by our own 19th Bomb. Gp.) until
everything around us was burned
out in July 1945; then was transferred to Hitachi to work in the copper smelter.
Dodged a few bullets,
rockets and even 16-inch shells from the battleship Iowa until August 14th when
we struggled into
Yokohama to be met by the 1st Cavalry. They did not recognize us as
Americans until we told them
we were POWs.
Finally got home on November 11, 1945.
Discharged on June 13, 1946.
Wife, Dawn - 4 children.
Served as National Commander of the
American Defenders of Bataan and Corregidor
for the 2003-2004 year. I was blessed and privileged to have been
elected Commander
of this unique group of heroes.
-- John Oliver, August 2002 & May 2008