Much excitement in camp; prisoners staying up after curfew, playing poker and smoking away from ashtrays (a No No). The guards finally admitted: "Waul is oval!" and later, "Ve aul tomadachi (friends) now!"
Aug. 17, 45: About 0800, General Parker announced, "I am now in command; an Armistice will be signed soon!"
Aug. 18, 45: Col. Gillespie called me to the hospital. He said, "Gene, you are the sickest doctor in camp. I am assigning you to go out on the first plane with 31 of the sickest patients.
I hope that some of you will survive to visit with your families. We will give you what little medicine we have."
I packed my few worthless possessions in a duffle bag, and then obtained a small notebook and got the names and addresses of two hundred prisoners' families, to be notified, when I reached the States.
About 1700, a U.S. bomber (B-24, Liberator) came low over camp, dipping its large wings and dropping thousands of leaflets. It was accompanied by many very fast Russian fighters (MIGs).
About 1800, Russian troops arrived in the Prison compound. A 31 year old general stood on a box, saying "Three weeks ago in Berlin, I saw General Eisenhower and told him I would liberate the American prisoners in Manchuria. You are now liberated!" Much cheering!
Chapter XII JAPAN SURRENDERS
About 1900, Col. Masuda and the Jap guard marched on to the field and officially laid their arms on the ground. Selected American prisoners picked up the weapons, and marched the Japs to the Guardhouse.
Now getting all we wanted to eat; some ate too much and got
sick. Told to be ready to leave tomorrow on a B-24.
Aug. 22, 45: Flight cancelled! A drunk Russian guard had bayoneted
the tires of the U.S. plane.
Much shooting outside the walls. The bodies of two Chinamen in black
shrouds were swinging gently in the breeze from tall factory chimneys.
It was OK for the Russians to loot, rape and plunder, but not for the
Chinese.
Chapter XIII
START HOME
Aug. 24, 45: About 0800 we leave Camp Hoten Main Gate in a truck and two cars, a doctor and his 31 patients.
Saw many Russian soldiers and tanks passing through Mukden.
About 1000 we took off in two B-24s (Liberators); ours was named the" Homesick Angel." We sat in the bomb bays, eating C rations and K rations, the greatest invention of the war.
Passed over the Great Wall of China.
Sian, China
About 1600, landed at Sian - considered the cradle of Chinese
civilization and the first capital of China.
The U.S. Flag flying over the base was a beautiful sight. Had a fine
American dinner and in the evening were shown a movie, "If I were in
Love!" Could hear shooting; the front line was near by.
Aug. 25, 45: a great breakfast with real coffee.
At 1000 boarded a C-17 plane and flew some 1000 miles over beautiful mountainous country.
Kunming, China
Toward dark arrived at Kunming, the capital of Yunan Province and the northern terminus of the Burtq a Road, some 6000 feet above sea level.
Transferred to the 172nd General Hospital for a medical survey. Good meals! Plenty of food! Soft sheets on the beds! Magazines to read!
Went through many examinations. Had gained 11bs. in 10 days. Wt. 138 lbs.
Aug. 29, 45: Met Col. George Armstrong, the C.O. of the 172nd. I had known George when we were captains at Walter Reed Army Hospital in the early thirties. We had a very pleasant visit. (I felt very shabby in the presence of George's "spit and polish." He later became the Surgeon General of the Army).
Aug. 30, 45: Discharged from the Hospital. Wrote to Judy, telling
her I would soon be coming home.
Sep. 2, 45: Sunday-V.J. Day. Big Chinese parades; many dragons occupying the streets; much noise, like the banging of pots and pans.
It was very difficult for our ambulances to get through the streets to the Kunming airport.
Sept. 3, 45: We boarded a big Douglas C-54. About 2100 in a rain storm, we took off into the Wild Black Yonder. When it would lightning, we could see mountains on every side, the Himalaya Range. We circled up and up, to get out of the cup.
Sept. 4, 45: The Philippines! Near daybreak we came down low so we could see the badly damaged barracks of Topside of Corregidor, and soon landed at Nichol's Field-near my Garden Court home of 1940-41. (Parangue).
We were driven to 29th Reple Depot (a tent city in Los Banos. There were letters from Judy, mother and sister Ruth, the first in many months-all thrilled that I was coming home. It was good to learn that things were normal back home.
Generals Liberated from Mukden.
While we were waiting transportation home, the generals were flown from Mukden to Yokohama, Japan-to be greeted by General MacArthur.
On September 2, 1945, on the deck of the U.S. Battleship Missouri in Tokyo Bay, Generals Jonathan Wainwright and Sir Arthur Percival stood behind General MacArthur as he accepted the Surrender of the Japanese Empire. The following day, General Wainwright was flown to Baguio on Northern Luzon, to accept the surrender of the Philippines from Japanese General Tomoyuki Yamashita in the High Commissioner's Mansion at Camp John Hay, ending World War II.
Sept. 5, 45 - Wednesday: Many papers filled out. In the afternoon I was taken for a ride through Manila. Many of the buildings along Taft and Dewey Blvds. were in shambles. There were some two hundred damaged ships in the harbor, many assuming bizarre positions.
Sept. 6, 45 - Thursday: Mother's birthday and I had no way to
communicate with her. Edna Miller, a former school teacher at Brent
School in Baguio, near Camp John Hay, called. She and her boy friend,
Col. Jim Darrah, took me for a ride and dinner. Manila was a wreck!
Sept. 7, 45: I was able to make arrangements to obtain a small Army plane to fly back to Cabanatuan to look for the sketches I had buried there.
Sept. 8, 45: Lt. George Armstrong, from Utah, picked me up at 0800 and flew me in a Piper Cub to Cabanatuan, landing on an airport we POWs had built by hand - rock by rock (See poem, "The Pilot," by Gen. Brougher).
All of the prison camp buildings made of wood and swali were gone. I found where building #12 had been and dug in the area I had buried the drawings, but found nothing. The U.S. Army Engineers at the airport furnished a bulldozer, and still we found nothing. Arrived back at Reple Depot 29 about 1700 hours to find more letters from Judy, Mother and Ruth. It was fun to get reacquainted with activities in the States.
Sept. 9 - Sunday: Lt. Col. Ryle Radke, a classmate at Army Medical School, '36, came to the Reple Depot to take me to Manila, where we had a pleasant day discussing war experiences. Back in Camp at 2300, where I found orders promoting me to Lt. Col. as of August 20, 1945.
Sept. 10, 45: Alerted at 0800. At 1130 hrs we left for Nichols Field, and at 1445 we took off in a B-24 (Liberator) with bucket seats. Had a very smooth flight through heavy rains; could see two complete rainbows, one inside the other, as we looked down toward the earth. At 2230 we sat down on Guam; enjoyed a fine steak dinner.
Sept. 11, 45: Arrived on Kwajalein, a large atoll in the Marshall
Group. Time was changed from 1000 hrs to noon. A Capt. Andrews, U.S.A.
Air Corps from Danville, Virginia, took us to dinner at the Officers'
Club and then for a ride around the island which was one half by two
miles. Nearly every barracks
had its washing machine on the beach, powered by its own windmill, and closely observed by goony birds. Departed at 1530.
Sept. 11, '45: Arrived at Hickham Field in Hawaii about 0350; time changed to 0650. Just had time for a shower and a good American breakfast. Departed at 0930.
Chapter XIV
THE GOOD OLD U.S.A.
Arrived at Hamilton Field, North of San Francisco, at 2130; time changed to midnight. Had a fine steak dinner and off to bed.
Sept. 12, '45: After breakfast we were transferred to the Letterman
General Hospital at the Presidio in San Francisco for a P.O.W. Survey.
About 1500, I was hurriedly routed out of my room and driven back to
Hamilton Field. Judy was arriving from Washington, D.C. on the first
Constellation ever to make a non-stop flight to the Pacific Coast; it
took eleven hours and one box lunch.
At 1600, the big plane, carrying my precious cargo, gently sat down on the runway. In a few minutes, I had my lovely wife, Judy, in my arms-a moment that I prayed would never end.
Vivian Raulston, John's wife, had come from Washington with Judy. I was able to tell her that John wanted her to bake him some brownies. John came home about three weeks later by ship.
The Army took us to the Saint Francis Hotel, where they had made reservations. The room, 1123, was beautiful, considering the price - $6.50. Mr. London, the manager, brought fresh flowers frequently.
Each day I had to return to Letterman Hospital for my survey. Wt. 140 lbs.
Judy came to the hospital each afternoon to take me to dinner. We
tried a different restaurant every evening: Lamps of China; Sam's Fish
House; Julian's Steak House; the Manger Upstairs; the Blue Fox; and
Alfred & Segunda.
Many wives were coming to see me to get any possible information about their husbands, sons and brothers. A few I knew: Illa Gillespie, Tempie Williams, Jean Manning, and Crystal White. '
Sept. 13, '45: I spent the day in a telephone booth at the
Hospital sending some two hundred messages to families of prisoners, courtesy of the American Red Cross and the American Telephone Co.
About a dozen generals arrived at the hospital from Manchuria; immediately they wanted to know how I got Judy to the West Coast, when they couldn't even get commercial travel. I had to let them guess.
Actually, Vivian's sister, Vera, was the girl friend of Col. Dudley Fay, the Chief of Army Air Transportation, and he had a son who had been a prisoner of the Germans. He was sympathetic and repeatedly told Vivian and Judy, "When your husbands, John and Gene, are liberated, I'm going to see that you girls get a ride to the West Coast." So Vivian and Judy arrived at Hamilton Field on time, but actually without any official orders. Of course, I couldn't tell the generals that; they would have court-martialed me.
Sept. 15, 45: "Pappy Boynton" and his men arrived at the St. Francis. I thanked God for that fearless aviator who had been awarded the Medal of Honor.
We were now getting daily calls from Colonels Dudley Fay and Larry
Smith in Washington, wanting to make arrangements to fly us to Walter
Reed Army Hospital. Our answers were always "NO!" Now we were in no
hurry! "We'll come by slow train with stops in Lincoln, Nebraska, and
River Forest, Illinois, to see our families."
Sept. 17, 45: We started east in our bedroom aboard the Union Pacific, through the gorgeous Rocky Mountains. When the train stopped at stations, I was amazed to see husky young women, balancing themselves along the tops of freight cars, brake persons, no less. It had taken many dedicated people, doing many strange and often hazardous jobs, to bring the war to an end. I felt grateful to each and every one of them.
We spent a couple of happy days with Judy's family in Lincoln and two more in River Forest, before proceeding on to Washington, where I became a patient on Wards 1 and 4 at Walter Reed General Hospital.
Judy lived in an efficiency apartment at 906 at 2000 Connecticut Ave., near Holton Arms School, where she taught during the war.
About the second week we were in Washington, one of Judy's teacher friends, Peggy Snow, arranged for us to get invitations
to her father's cocktail party for the top brass in Washington. General Snow, the Chief of Engineers in the Army, sat me in the center of the party, where I was a curiosity and subject to much questioning. Many important persons came to look me over and ask, "Are you having any difficulty adjusting?" My answer was always the same, "If somebody gave you a Lincoln car, would you have trouble adjusting?"
General Leslie Groves, the "Father of the Atomic Bomb," asked me, "What did you think of the, Atomic bombs we dropped on Japan?" I answered, "General, by dropping the bombs, you saved thousands of American lives that would have been lost if the U.S. had been forced to invade Japan. Also, you saved thousands of P.O.W.s lives; we could not have endured many more months of captivity. Actually I'm sorry you didn't drop more bombs on Japan!"
"Colonel, we only had two bombs and we dropped them both!"
"Thank you, sir! You saved my life! I am very grateful to you and
the brave crews that dropped the bombs!" The general look relieved.
"Colonel, I'm happy you are back; this country owes you and your friends a great debt. You gave us what we needed most, TIME."
Washington was overrun with military personnel. To me the amazing thing was the youth of the officers; generals in their forties and thirties; colonels in their thirties and twenties. I wasn't jealous! I thanked God for each of them. They had done a bang-up job.
Two months passed at Walter Reed. I wasn't dying as predicted in Manchuria. In fact I was getting better, gaining strength and weight each week. I was able to walk several city blocks at a time.
Chapter XV BORROWED TIME
Mar. 17, 46: The Chief of Medicine, Col. Charles Mueller, decided that
I was ready to try active duty; he found a job for me on the Medical
Service. How great it was to be a halfway normal person again!
I moved in with Judy in her cozy little efficiency apartment; it was actually all that we needed; it had a nice view of Rock Creek Park and the Shoreham Hotel.
Visiting patients in the many scattered wards at WRGH was difficult; I often felt that the patient I was treating was healthier than I was, but I thanked my lucky stars just to be alive and perking. I really had all in this world that I had ever hoped to have.
The Surgeon General, Gen. Raymond Bliss, assigned me to a "Refresher
Course" in Internal Medicine at George Washington University Hospital.
Lt. Col. Charles Gingles and I were to share cars to travel across town. One day while riding to work with him, I thought he would drop his teeth, when I told him that "Judy is pregnant." He couldn't believe it.
Apr. 8, 47: Dr. Preston Haynes delivered a beautiful baby boy for Judy at Columbia Hospital, and would take no pay; he was "my kind of doctor." We named our healthy son: Eugene Coryell Jacobs, II and called him "Little Bit!"
Fall of 1947: Little Bit was baptized at the Chapel of Walter Reed Medical Center by Chaplain (Col.) Alfred Oliver, who had married Judy and me there ten years previously. Little Bit was frightened by the large collar the chaplain wore for his broken neck. (The Japs hit him with the butt of a rifle in the back of his neck, trying to get him to tell who was operating "the underground mail" in Cabanatuan P.O.W. Camp)
Summer of 1953: While enjoying a very pleasant tour of duty as Area Command Surgeon in Salzburg, Austria, we took a two-week vacation to visit beautiful Copenhagen, Denmark.
While visiting the Royal Copenhagen China Shop about ten one morning, the clerks drew down all the shades in the store windows.
A clerk sidled up to us and whispered, "The King and Queen are in the store, shopping for wedding presents." Gene II, aged six, and having no inhibitions, pointed his finger directly at the fine looking gentleman, dressed in a perfectly proper business suit, and asked in a booming voice, "Is that the king?" There was a long startled silence!
Jul. 1956: Our little family was returning from a very pleasant three-year tour in Austria and Germany on the U.S.S. United States, enjoying first class accommodations, when nine-year-old Gene II came up missing. We searched the ship from bridge to the engine room where we found Gene consulting with the chief engineer as to "whether or not the United States could make forty-five knots."
Apr. 1957: The State of Virginia was celebrating the 350th Anniversary of the landing of Captain John Smith at Jamestown. Governor Winthrop Rockefeller was to host Queen Elizabeth and Prince Philip. The U.S. Army at Fort Monroe (Continental Army Command) was assigned to care for all the details.
Being Post Surgeon and Hospital Commander at Fort Monroe, I was to be the Queen's personal physician for twenty-four hours. I was to be in an ambulance at the end of the runway when the Royal party landed at Patrick Henry Field in Williamsburg.
I asked Gene II if he would like to ride in the ambulance with me.
"Sure!" he said.
Plane time was getting close, and no Gene. He was located in the tower, helping to direct the royal plane to a safe landing. He wanted me to come up in the tower to meet his new friends, but I had to remain in calling distance of the queen.
1960-65: Secretary of the Army's Office: As President of the Army's
Disability Review Board became a pioneer in determining that tobacco
"IS HAZARDOUS TO THE HEALTH." Had difficulty in convincing the Surgeon
General of the U.S. Public Health Service (a smoker).
May 31, '65: Gene II graduated from Valley Forge Military Academy in Wayne, Pennsylvania. It also happened that I had reached the age of sixty and this was my last day in the Army.
Gen. Milton Baker, the Academy Superintendent, invited me to review the graduating parade in his box.
I was retired as physically fit since I hadn't missed a day due to
illness since returning to duty in March of 1946.
Jun. 30, '70: Finished my very pleasant five-year contract at the
Student Health Service of the University of Maryland in College Park.
We retired to Florida.
This found Lt. Eugene C. Jacobs II on duty with the Armor Corps of the
U.S. Army at Fort Ord, California, where he met and married Mary
Frances Kanne, a dietician.
Christmas, 1982: Judy and I drove to St. Louis to spend a white Christmas with Capt. Gene II and Mary and their two beautiful children, Alexander Coryell Jacobs (four) and Lindsay Jaudon Jacobs (two).
One night Gene II asked me to attend a lodge meeting with him. Imagine my surprise and thrill to help raise my own son to be a Master Mason. Also while in St. Louis, Gene II borrowed a uniform for me to wear (first time in sixteen years) to swear
Mary into the Army as a Captain in the Women's Medical Specialist
Corps as a dietician.
Aug. 9, 84; Major Gene II and Captain Mary from Headquarters in St. Louis arrived at the summer home of Colonel Jacobs on Coryell Island (Cedarville) in Northern Michigan to present Colonel Jacobs with his fourth Bronze Star Medal - promised to the members of MacArthur's First Guerrilla Regiment by General MacArthur in June, 1942. See photo!
The Jacobs family remains a very proud Army family, having had a representative in every war since the American Revolution. Even little Alex is a proud G.I. Joe with a complete field uniform.
(Lindsay is a Smurf.) The Jacobs family thinks we have a great country that is worth fighting for, a great U.S. Army that can fight with the best when they have proper intelligence and equipment. May our Army always be strong, and our country, free! "'Peace is our profession."
What greater satisfaction is there for grandparents than to see their children and grandchildren turning out right? Thank you, Lord, for all of our blessings!
THE PILOT*
by Gen. William Brougher
in the Long Dark Road
"What did you do in the war, Grand Dad?"
His little grand son said.
A pilot bold was I, my lad,"
The old man hung his head,
A pilot for a plane, my lad,"
(The old P. W. lied)
"Was yours a P-thirty-eight, Granddad?"
He hears the old man sob:
"The lowest plane of all, my lad,
A tough 'P.W.' job."
"And did you shoot some Nips, Grand Dad?
And chase them from the air?"
"My specialty was 'transport,' lad;
I'd pile it here and pile it there."
"Had you a. brave co-pilot, too?"
He hears the bright boy ask.
"A chaplain, named Ed Nagel,
He helped me swing the task."
"It's grand you were a pilot, Grand Dad!"
The old man starts to whittle:
"Well, not so grand, perhaps, my lad
But the extra rice helped a little."
POSTSCRIPTS
Dr. Jacobs - Colonel Jacobs - Professor Jacobs - has given far beyond what most are ever asked to give… to his country and to the sick. Yet, he can look back over his life with equanimity… he is glad to be alive, and very glad to be living in this quiet, lovely city.
Sam Rohlfing, Editor
"In building an airport for the Japanese, we carried stones and dirt in a straw basket, and piled it here and piled it there, as directed, for which we received a small amount of extra rice. We called ourselves "pilots!"
Letter from Dr. John Beall
Dr. John A. Beall Jr.
120 Brandywine Trail
Carrollton, Georgia 30117
April 23, 1983
Dear Gene:
Thank you very much for sending me the two articles "From Guerilla to POW in the Philippines" and "Diary of a Hell-Ship Journey." They were terrific and say a lot of things that need to be said, less the US forgets the horrors of the way the Japanese treated our prisoners. As you know I fought the war in the European Theater and we had an easy time of it, compared to your experiences. I don't know whether I would have had the fortitude to hang in there and continue to help the others, treat their ills and wounds the way you did. Ruth tells me you are writing a book on the subject and I look forward to reading it.
Time goes by so fast and it is hard to realize that none of the top command of the Army and only a handful of others in the service saw service in World War II. We have a yearly course on the" History of World War II" as West Georgia College and the ignorance of students on the sacrifices so many made is astounding! We need to keep reminding them, that the quality of life they know was paid for dearly by soldiers like you who gave so much for their country.
I was particularly interested in this subject since right after VE Day I commanded 14 POW camps for General Patton in Bavaria. When he gave me the job I complained that I knew nothing about treatment of paws and he replied, "You should treat them the way you would like to be treated if you were a POW." That became our philosophy and we worked our tails off day and night to treat them fairly, keep them warm and well fed and provide necessary medical treatment. I can truthfully say we had very few instances of complaint nor have any surfaced since the war.
Sincerely
"Tige" Beall
APPENDIX: LESSONS LEARNED ON LUZON
"In war there is no substitute for Victory!"
Douglas MacArthur
We were amazed to discover how well-informed the Japanese pilots and invading forces were, as to our beaches, bays, terrain, and especially our military bases. Their geodetic maps were more accurate than ours.
We were amazed to find Japanese fishermen's nets-in the shapes of arrows-pointing directly to our naval bases at Olongapo and Cavite, to Clark and Nichols Airfields, and to Fort McKinley.
We were amazed as to the accuracy of Japanese intelligence, learned through houseboys, maids, store owners, fishermen, salesmen, etc. - ALL Spies!
We learned it was senseless to fight a war that you are unable to win, unless the delaying action could permit an Allied victory elsewhere.
We learned it was hopeless to fight a well-armed major power with
equipment and weapons left over from the last war.
We learned it was best to be mobile when fighting an immovable
force; you might live to fight another day.
We learned that guerrillas in the proper environment and in cooperation with friendly natives can harass an enemy for many months and gain much valuable time and information.
We learned that a fledgling Fil-American force on Bataan and Corregidor could sustain the most crushing campaigns of the mightiest army in the Far East for months, before being starved into submission.
Perhaps, if there had been more Bataans, the course of World War II might have been altered.
Eugene C. Jacobs
Three Great Things Necessary for Survival
In a Prisoner-of-War Camp.
FAITH IN THE GOOD LORD!
A WILL TO LIVE!
A GOOD SENSE OF HUMOR!
Two doctors helped me achieve these: "Grandma" Jim Bruce-for good advice. Major Edwin Kagy, who after working all day on the Seriously Ill wards, came back at night to sing popular songs with his terrific tenor voice.
Louis J. Voras "Medic."
Field Hospital # 2 on Bataan,
later Hospital at Cabanatuan.
"My men and I were the victims of short sightedness at home, of blind trust in the respectability of scheming aggressors. The price of our unpreparedness for World War II was staggering to the imagination.
"The price of unpreparedness for a World War III would be death to millions of us, and the disappearance from the earth of its greatest nation."
General Jonathan M. Wainwright, 1946
ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
I owe a great deal to my family. For nearly four years, they didn't know my whereabouts, nor whether I was alive or dead. I regret each and every heartache I caused them, and I appreciate all of their prayers.
I am especially indebted to my precious Judy for being the perfect wife during the most trying times, and for being very understanding during the forty years I have been assembling material for Blood Brothers.
I feel very kindly toward Colonel "Honest John" Raulston for his generous help when I was totally incapacitated in Camp Hoten, Manchuria.
I thank General "BOB" Taylor for his spiritual guidance and friendship while "the going was rough."
I thank General Harold K. (Johnny) Johnson, the Army Chief of Staff, for 25 years of inspiration and friendship as one of the Army's outstanding officers. Johnny, I appreciate your offer to write the "Preface for Blood Brothers," and the chapter on "Lessons Learned on Luzon;" you would have done it much better than I, but your long hospitalization and transfer to "Boot Hill" interfered. I'll miss your cheerful counsel. Johnny.
I thank General Aubrey Newman, war and Olympic hero, who thought I ran a "Happy" Hospital, and who insisted that I continue working on Blood Brothers, when it would have been much easier to quit.
I thank Stan and Peg Sommers, authors of the "Japanese Story," and
their friendship to me and some thousands of Ex P.O.W.s.
I thank my Masonic Brethren, who believe in these United States and
its Constitution, which has made it great.
I thank Sandra Rohlfing, Assistant Editor of the Vero Beach Press Journal, for her many hours of editing Blood Brothers and for her good advice.
I thank Don Knox, author of "The Death March" for friendly advice. He used my sketches.
I thank Peter Collins, Art Editor of Time-Life Series on World War II, for his visit to Vero Beach, and for the time he spent going over the material for Blood Brothers. He used my photographs.
I thank all those good people who have made my life worth living
since "The War."
I thank the "Good Lord" for forty wonderful years of "Borrowed
Time." It's fun to still be alive in eighty-five!
THE LEGACY OF WORLD WAR II TO OUR CHILDREN
In his book, "The Second World War," Sir Winston Churchill called World War II, "The Unnecessary War," stating that "Hitler could have been stopped in 1935, in 1936 and even in 1939, if two Western democracies had not been too timorous (afraid) and too stupid to react."
At that time, the political leaders of the Western democracies were:
Franklin Roosevelt
Joseph Stalin
Winston Churchill
Charles De Gaulle
The awesome results of that fear and stupidity were:
22 million persons - killed
34 million persons - wounded
142 thousands Americans - captured
$240 billion in property - damaged at a cost exceeding $1 trillion,
"ALL UNNECESSARILY!"
The legacy of World War II (by fear and stupidity) left to our children was a National debt exceeding $250 billion, a debt that may not be paid during this century.
Thank God we have a president and administration that understands the Russians. They will soon learn to understand the Japanese. No one will ever understand the Middle East.
INDEX
A Aguinaldo, Gen. Emilio, 37-39
Aldridge, Col., 104
Allen, Dr, Beulah, 13-18
Allen, Lt. Col. Henderson, 13
Aparri, 16-18, 40
Armstrong, Gen. George, 110-113
Arnold, Cape Robert, 29-30
Atom Bomb, 107-116
Atrocities, Japanese, 47, 73-76
Australia, 34
B Babcock, Col., 72
Baguio, Summer Capital, 10-19
Bahrenberg, Maj. James, 7
Balsam, Col., 104
Balete Pass, 22, 32-35, 118
Bambang, 28-42
Bataan, 7-28, 34-43, 119, 122
Bauer, Louie, 71
Beall, Gen. John, 3, 120-121
Becher, Wes, Sgt., 71
Beebe, Gen., 104
Beecher, Col., 49, 81-90
Bell, Don, Radio KZRH, 10
Beriberi, 49, 56-60
Berry, Maj. Wilbur, 7
Bertz, Maj. Wesley, 7
Bilibid Prison, 6, 41, 69-89
Bliss, Gen. Raymond, 117
Borneman, Maj. John, 63-64, 72
Boone, Maj. John, 67
Boothe, Eddie, 70-71
Boynton, Col. "Pappy", 115
Bluemel, Gen. Clifford, 104
Bradley, Capt. Ruby, ANC, 12-22
Brazil Maru, 42-96
Brownlee, Bill, 74
Britain, 14-15
Brown, Maj. Ralph, 72
Brougher, Gen. Wm., 104-119
Buddy System, 94, 102
Burma Road, 110
Burrell, Bill, 71
C Cabanatuan Cats (Band), 70-71
Cabanatuan City, 23, 60-67
Cabanatuan Camp (POW), 6, 42-78, 113
Cagayan Valley, 28-39, 41
Camp O'Donnell, 51-53
Cargadors, 28
Carberry, Chap. Richard, 63
Casiguran, 34-36
Cavender, Maj. Howard, 72
Cavalry, 26th, 29, 118
Cavite, 13, 23, 116, 123
Cebu, 76
Cemetery (Group IV), 53-73
Chamberlain, Lt. George, 103
Chambers, Lt. Beatrice 12-22
Chapels, 50-63
Chase, Gen. Wm., 81-82
Childers, Cape Don, 71-72
Chloa, 4, 14, 19-20, 36, 74, 103-110
Churchill, Sir Winston, 14, 124
Clark Field, 12-23, 116-117, 122
Cleveland, Cape Arthur, 64
Cooper, Col. Wibb, 16, 104
Costello, John, 18
Cothran, Maj. Wade. 97-100
Craig, Lt. Col. Riney, 25-43, 95
Corregidor, 22-26, 30-41, 51,122
D
Dagupan,. 19, 82
Day, Capt. Morris, 64
"Day of Infamy," 18
Dawson, Rev. Wm., 64
DEATH MARCH 41-53, 76
Deficiencies, 39, 115
DeMaio, Charles (WOP), 67
Dibulwan, 30
Donald, Maj. Sam, 63
Drake, Gen. CC, 104
Duffy, Chap., 63
Dugan, Chap., 63
Dunkirk, 14
Dutch East Indies, 56-58
E
Echague, 29-36, 38-39, 42
Eisenhower, Gen. Dwight, 108
Elizabeth, Queen, 118
Elizaldi, Juan, 65
Ellis, Lt. Jack, 117
Enoura Maru, 97 -10 1
F FARM, THE, 55
Fay, Col. Dudley, 115
Fisher, Capt. James, 78
Flores, Naiomi (Looter), 65
Ft. McKinley, 13-16,
Ft. Santiago, 40
Ft. Stotsenberg, 16
France, 14
Fukuoka, 102-103
Funk, Gen., 104
Funston, Gen. Frederick, 37
G Ganahl, Maj. Josepf, 19-20, 94, 102
Geneva Convention, 74
Germany, 10
Gerow, Gen., 17
Gillespie, Col., 3-99, 102-108
Gingles, Col. Charles, 117
Gloria, Senor (Tiente), 26-38
Groups I, II, III, IV, 40-72
Groves, Gen. Leslie, 114-116
H Halsey, Adm. Wm., 86-88
Hankins, Maj. Stanley, 104
Hart, Adm. Thomas, 19
Hawaii, 3-68, 74
Hay, Camp John, 3-10, 21, 116-118
Hay, John, Sec of State, 11
HELL SHIPS, 3, 69-107
Herbst, Maj. Mark, 104
Hirohito, Emperor, 73, 104
Hiroshima, 107
Hitler, Adolph, 14-17
Homma, Gen. Masahuru, 12-19,
28-35, 51
Horan, Lt. Col. John, 3-20, 31-37,104
Hoten, Camp, 105-114, 123
Hull, Sec of State, 10
I
Ilagan, 37
Ilongots, 30-31
Imperial Rescript, 66
Italy, 17
Iwanaka, Maj. (Camp C.O.), 64
J Jacobs, Alexander C., 118-119
Jacobs II, Maj. Eugene, 67, 118-119
Jacobs, Judy, 2, 26-61, 102-107,118-119
Jacobs, Lindsay, 118-119
Jacobs, Capt. Mary, 118-119
Japan, 3-124
Joint Army-Navy Board, 11
Jones, Dr., 23-30
Jones, Gen. Albert, 104
Jones, Isabella 28-36
Johnson, Gen. Harold, 3, 53-63, 84-94, 121-124
Jorgenson Family, 20-24
K
Kadolph, Red, 70-71
Kaelin, Chuck, 70-71
Kagy, Maj. Edwin, 123
Kalakuka, Ltc Theodore, 38
Kempie Tai (Secret Police), 40-70
Kiangan, 34-35, 41
King, Gen. Edward (Ned), 34-35, 41, 51, 104
Kliatchko, Aaron, 64, 93
Korea, 103
Kratz, Johnny, 70-71
Kuncl, Lt. Claire, 70-71
L Lamar, Maj. (O.C.S.), 108
Lee, Clark (Assoc. Press), 20-21
Lend-Lease, 18
Lentz, Maj. Emmert, 7
Lewis, Maj. Robert, 7
Leyte, 77
Liles, Capt., 118
Lim, Gen., 34
Lingayen Gulf, 3-18, 34-41, 79
Lough, Gen. M.S., 104
Lugao, 40-70
Lusod Sawmill, 21
Luzon, 13-24, 31-41, 116
M
MacArthur, Gen. Arthur, 37-38
MacArthur, Gen. Douglas 3-124
MacArthur's 1st Guerrilla Regt. 3, 5, 27-41
Mack, Lt. Co!. (Ditto), 67
Malacafiong Palace, 15-38
Manchuria, 7, 14, 100
Manke (soloist), 71
Marshall, Gen. George, 17, 108
Marshall (saxophone), 70-71
Masons, 72, 118
Matsuda, Col. Camp C.O., 108
McBride, Gen., 104
McClure, Chester, 70-71
McDonald, Maj., 71
McIntyre, Eddie, 71
Miller, Edna, 113
Minton, Maj. Warren, 29-38
Missouri (Battleship), III
Mock, Harry, 71
Moore, Gen. George, 104
Mucci, Capt. Harry, 78
Mueller, Col. Charles, 116
Mukden, Manchuria, 6, 103-110
Mussolini, 7, 104
N Nagasaki, 107
Nagel, Lt. Ed, 64-88, 102-120
Nakar, Lt. Col. Guillermo, 29-40
Nealson, Bill, 71
Neibert, Evangeline (Sassy Suzie), 65
Noble, Maj. Arthur, 114
Nogi, Lt. N. (Isha), 40, 65-72
North, Lt. Wm., 7-70
O O'Brien, Lt. James, 63
O'Donnell, Camp, 51-53,73
Oki, Juro (Isha), 104
Olangapo, Naval Base, 87-94
Oliver, Lt. Col. Alfred, 63-124
Orange Plan (W.P.O. III), 9, 20-24
Oryoko Maru, 3, 83-107
P Pacific Fleet, 3-4, 9
Palanan, 34-39
Panama Canal, 17
Panay, U.S.S., 17
Paranaque, 10
Parcher, Lt. Harry, 70
Parker, Gen. George, 104-108
Pearl Harbor, 3-10, 18, 94
Percival, Sir. Gen. A.E., 100-112
Peterson, Maj. Arthur, 72
Philip, Prince, 113
Philippine Army, 3-19
Philippine Defense Plan, 3-15
Philippine Islands, 3-124
Philippine Scours, 3-69, 115
Phillips, Claire (High Pockets), 65-70
Phillips, Sgt. John, 65
Pier Seven 7, 10, 65-70, 82-83
Port Area, 7, 70-71
Pusan, 103
Q Quezon, Pres. Manuel, 15, 28, 32
R Radke, Lt. Col. Ryle, 113
Rainbow War Plan (WPO V), 11-29 35, 37, 41, 104, 112, 123
Red Cross, 58, 84-86, 102, 115 Red Line Bus Co., 17-27
Reed, Maj. Walter, 27
Reilly, Maj. Stanley 63
Reinhart, Sgt. .Melvin, 63
Rinaman, Maj. James, 55
Rizal Ave., 83
Rockefeller, Gov W., 115
Rogers, Gov. P.D., 67
Roosevelt, Pres. Franklin, 17-18
Roosevelt, Pres. Theodore, 11, 27, 71
Ruel Hank (soloist), 70-71
Russia, 107
S Saint, Lt. Col. Fred, 53, 91, 100
Saipan, 76
Salas, Pvt. (trumpet), 70
Salee, Capt. Joe (soloist), 70
San Fernando, LaUnion, 14, 90
San Fernando, Pampanga, 79, 91
San Francisco, 26-27, 98, 114
San Jose, 22-23
Schwartz, Lt. Cot Jack, 70, 89-90
Scuttlebutt, 62
Seals, Gen., 104
Sharp, Gen, 104
Shirogo (worker), 94-96
Sitter, Maj. Steve, 7, 77
Sketches, 6, 78
Smothers, Maj. Tom, 103
Speth, Maj. Emil, 16
Stafford, Dr. Eugene, 15
Stevens, Capt. Lee, 70
Strand, Maj. Clarence, 7
Swann, Lt. Robin (Br.), 71
Suchow (4th Marine mascot), 72
T Taylor, Capt. Robert, 63-67, 102, 123
Tiffany, Capt. Frank (Everlasting), 63-67
Tojo, Hideki, 10
"Tokyo Rose", 18
Toshino, Lt., 101
Tuguegarao, 11, 12, 34
U Underground, 60-67, 70, 117
USAFFE, 11-20, 29-34
V Vigan, 16-19, 117
Volckmann, Col. Russell, 41, 79
W Wainwright, Gen. Jonathan, 19, 23,
Warner, Lt. Col. Everett, 11-32, 89-98
Wata, Mr. (Jap Interpreter), 86
Weaver, Gen. James, 104
White, Maj. Clarence, 7
Williams, Maj. Mac, 95-103
Wilson, Col. Ovid 0, 71, 92
Wood, Gen. Leonard, 27
Y Yellow Sea, 99
Z Zambales Coast, 84-86
Zerfas, Lt. Mathias, 63
Zero Ward; 59-60, 73
Zimmerman, Capt. Leslie, 64
End of Project Gutenberg's Blood Brothers, by Colonel Eugene C. Jacobs