November 30, 1941
On the last day in Nov. we moved to the field. That was not unusual, as we had been looking forward to it for sometime:
On the last day in Nov. we moved to the field. That was not unusual, as we had been looking forward to it for sometime:
—Pat, Yeager and I took on a load of beer at the N.C.O. club and caught the famous “longest free streetcar line in the world”
—Yes, the Japs bombed P.H. We are in the war naturally. Why aren’t bombing or shelling us—nothing is taking place. That day we get to
First raid on the Rock—unknown number of HBs and 13 DBs—How many HBs shot down-one to No. 1 gun of James. From then on raids
—heavy artillery barrage on Rock on April 29th—26,000 rounds—took shelter in OP—over everything blown up—how no one got hurt, thank God, 24 240 mm and
Why don’t we fire on the long streams of trucks and men going up the roads behind Mariveles? Why? Why? Why?—Bataan has fallen-boats coming around
300,000 to 75, 000 poorly equipped, ill fed men ill fed-yes, why? I don’t know. Boat after boat I helped load for the Japs of