William Strachan going into Havana, April 30, 1939.
Afterdeck of William Strachan
Torvald A. Kibsgaard worked as able seamen on the M/T William Strachan, but became sick and paid off in Manila on Sept. 9-1941 where he was admitted to a hospital. The William Strachan had arrived Manila the day before. When the Japanese attacked Pearl Harbor he and some other Norwegians were transferred to a motel in the city.
After the attack on Manila they were unable to get out due to the fact that Norwegian ships were directed elsewhere, so in order to avoid internment they all joined the US Navy.
Torvald, age 23 was put in charge of the tug S/S Henry Keswick and transported supplies to Corregidor; a Norwegian engineer from Bergen was also on board (see a Guestbook message from the captain's grandson). On New Years Eve (after D. MacArthur had decided to withdraw) Kibsgaard was again sent to Corregidor, and from then on the 2 Norwegians transported supplies back and forth between Corregidor and Bataan. Henry Keswick was shelled and sunk at "North Dock", Corregidor, and in March the 2 shipmates were on the previously Chinese S/S You Sang. While loading bombs during the battles for Bataan, You Sang was sunk at the Bataan harbour Mariveles.
After the fall of Bataan in Apr.-1942 Kibsgaard took part in the ammunition transport to the gun positions on Corregidor using trucks. The day after the invasion, on May 5 he was given a gun and ordered to the trenches with the other soldiers, but when he started to display symptoms of severe shock he was picked up and taken to a hospital at Malinta Tunnel, where he was diagnosed with shock as well as malaria.
The fellow in the white singlet on the left is Torvald Kibsgaard, 1941. Second on the right is Ingvald Øksenholt.
After Corregidor had fallen (May 6-1942) he was ordered by the Japanese to clean up after the battles, remove the bodies etc. From then on he was a prisoner of the Japanese, first sent to Cabanatuan, then in 1943 to Batangas (both on Luzon) to help build the airport there. When the Americans bombed the airport they were working on early in 1944 he was transferred to Camp Murphy where he stayed until Oct.-1944. His next stop was the Bilibid prison, Manila where he met several other Norwegians. After MacArthur had retaken the Philippines, the Japanese wanted to avoid letting the prisoners fall into the hands of the Americans so thousands were moved to Japan. Kibsgaard and 2 other Norwegians (Johan Skulstad and Ragnvald Augustin - listed on Page 3 of my POW's section - see also the external links to POW rosters at the end of this page) were placed on the cargo ship Hokusen Maru, initially bound for Japan, but after 41 days of terror they were landed at Formosa (now Taiwan). Several ships in the convoy had been sunk by American submarines, and a lot of prisoners had died on the ship due to the horrendous conditions on board. After about 4 weeks of "resting up" on Formosa they were put on another Japanese transport and moved to Omuta, where they worked in the coal mines for about 6 months until the war was over.
Images from Thore Kibsgaard, son of Torvald Kibsgaard.
Post by Nowhere Man on Aug 27, 2010 10:19:31 GMT 8
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On August 6, 2010, U.S. Ambassador John Roos attended the ceremony commemorating the dropping of the atomic bomb on Hiroshima. This is the first time since Japan’s surrender in 1945 that the U.S. has had an official presence at the memorial, and many Japanese interpret this as an apology for dropping the bombs. There is further talk that President Obama will also visit the memorial at some future date, thus casting the Japanese people as victims of World War II.
Where is the outrage in America? Our media passed over the event with little comment, except for a few outlets suggesting that the apology was overdue, as always occurs on this date. But why do we as a nation have to apologize? The act saved an estimated million Allied casualties and perhaps millions of Japanese lives, including civilians being trained for total resistance, including suicide attacks against our troops.
How soon we forget history. Our Euro-centric culture leads us to believe that the start of World War II occurred at the Polish border in 1939. But many historians believe that the worldwide conflagration started two years earlier when the Japanese created the Marco Polo Bridge incident they used as an excuse to invade China. The Japanese had already been in an undeclared war with the weak Chinese government for more than 40 years, invading Korea in 1894, taking Formosa in 1895, Manchuria in 1931, and part of China north of the great Wall in 1932. Then in 1933 they imposed troops into China near Peking to “maintain order”. The incident at the Marco Polo Bridge in 1937 was simply a cover to give them a legal excuse to declare war on the Chinese government, and they soon controlled all of the large industrial cities and ports. Their invasion was brutal with bombings and executions of civilians and the infamous slaughter in the Chinese capital of Nanking.
The attack on Pearl Harbor was primarily to prevent the U.S. from thwarting their plans to take over all of Southeast Asia, and they soon controlled an enormous landmass that included China, Malaya, Burma, the Philippines, the Dutch East Indies, and New Guinea, which provided a rich source of natural materials. They also controlled a large number of Pacific Islands to provide an outlying barrier to protect their home islands.
When the Japanese cast themselves as “victims” and demand an apology for the bombings, they are ignoring their history of aggression and militancy. Before demanding an apology from the U.S, they must look inward at their own nations actions, which directly resulted in an estimate of between 25 and 50 million deaths in Asia. They should think first of apologizing for the Rape of Nanking, the Manila Massacre, the attack on Pearl Harbor, the biological experiments and attacks on China, the brutal conditions under which Allied military and civilians were held, the slave labor camps, the comfort women, and many other atrocities that they committed.
We must not allow any official of the U.S. to act in a way that would imply that we are apologizing to Japan for our actions to end a war that they started. All thinking Americans must arise with outrage at any indication that our government officials are weakening on this issue. I say to those who were prisoners of the Japanese, they took our liberty, our health, and our lives, so let us not now let them also take our dignity.
This is a call for action. If you agree with this statement, please write to President Obama, and your Senators and Congressman. Doing so immediately will make a strong and timely statement that we are not going to tolerate our government backing down on the issue of an apology to Japan. Use your own words, or excerpt from this editorial by Angus Lorenzen. Thank you from BACEPOW.
Post by Nowhere Man on Aug 18, 2010 19:17:55 GMT 8
I came upon these lately, in a spot where you wouldn't expect to see a bunch of sharp and informative WWII photographs - the U.S. Embassy. Well, thanks to those glorious little tax dollars at work, and to Congressman Henry J. Hyde who donated them in honor of the people of Pangasinan, Dagupan, and Lingayen, we have this series. (Hyde served in the USN during WWII and was in combat in the Philippines. He retired at the rank of Commander, after serving as officer in charge of the U.S. Naval Intelligence Reserve Unit.)
January 9, 1945. LCVP's stream toward the beach as H*hour nears in Lingayen Gulf in the Philippines. Photo taken by 7th Fleet.
January 9, 1945. Aerial photo of burning beaches on Lingayen Gulf, after terrific bombardment by US warships. Taken by plane from USS PENNSYLVANIA (BB-38). The airstrip shown in the lower right section of the picture had been captured within a few minutes after the American troop landings. Some of the craft are nearing the beach. Photo taken by: USS Pennsylvania
January 9, 1945. Aerial of landing on beach of Lingayen Island. Taken by plane from the USS Pennsylvania (BB-38). Lingayen town, Luzon. All land areas surrounding beachheads had been swept by a hail of steel from bombarding warships. Photo taken by USS Pennsylvania.
January 6, 1945. Cruising disposition taken by allied warships when they came into Lingayen Gulf. Taken by plane from the USS Pennsylvania. (BB-38).
January 9, 1945. Unloading operations at White Beach Two, Luzon during Lingayen Gulf invasion operations by US Task Force LST 469 off shore. As seen from USS FELAND (APA 11). Lt.(jg) Harold Matt. beach-master from USS Feland in right foreground. Photo taken by USS Feland.
January 9, 1945. Lingayen Gulf during World War II. On the day of the landing. Note the heavy surf, which posed an extra challenge for the Allies.
January 9, 1945. Lingayen Gulf during World War II. A view of the landing beaches and supply dumps, looking West.
January 9, 1945. Lingayen Gulf during World War II. Landing beaches, looking West.
THESE IMAGES WERE DELETED BY THE EMBASSY AND ARE NOW HOSTED BY THE CORREGIDOR HISTORIC SOCIETY.
If I might generalize, the people who are regulars at this forum seem motivated mainly by an addiction to the deeper echoes of History, and thus experience a feeling of unease when faced with the ways and means of the tourist trap trade, which trade furnishes essentially a shallow"point and shoot"understanding.
Perhaps I might liken us to being caught in the EMBRACE OF HISTORY.
Some have commented that it hardly matters what the tour guides tell the folk, as 99% is forgotten by the time the boat returns to the wharf in Manila. They may be right.
Some of us look at Corregidor and want it to attract more tourists, and yet, at the same time, can be disappointed at how history can be diminished when it is "dumbed down" to the tourists who do get there. The island needs money to run, and the cost of maintaining it isn't easily obtained, except from the tourists. So you have to feed the multitude something. It's certainly not the first attraction to provide simple history, "history lite", and it won't be the last.
The reality though, is that there's not enough heavy duty history tourists to fund the place any more (if there ever was.) The veterans, though not all dead, don't travel well any more. It is a big event to get even one, now. Few of their families make the trip any more. So they sell "history lite", mixed with a bit of pizazz adventure, zip rides, etc.
Shame that Corregidor hasn't gotten into full strength Eco-Tourism, which is succeeding elsewhere throughout the Philippines, and is starting to get the country recognized as a desirable natural destination. Eco Tourism and History Tourism are compatible, and there's always a chance that a development of a higher regard for the ecology can clean up some of the excesses of years past. However, Eco Tourism isn't cheap to implement.
What a great shot of the eagle!!! Is that a Philippine Sea Eagle?
Not many people know that some of the largest tourist numbers travelling worldwide are "bird-watchers." Yet Corregidor allows cats! What message does that send?
Yes, the PTB ("powers that be") have been busy doing what they can to improve the earnings of everyone closely involved, and it's the tourists who were elected the bunnies. Ah, such is the life of the customer.
They (the PTB) really do seem to have made the solo expedition more difficult. Whether they set out to do this intentionally, I really have no idea, but the outcome cannot be denied - it is more rather than less difficult for the solo adventurer, or the small group, to get to Corregidor via banca.
It's a shame really. For an island which wants to market some concept of "adventure", they certainly have priced the great adventure of getting there across the channel by banca beyond the normal individual.
Corregidor offers more, vastly more, than what Sun Cruises serves its day trippers.
There is always, always, something new - and unexpected - to find there.
Don't be discouraged. History is one of those things which are complicated enough that the people who think they understand it are people who are biased about it. Corregidor especially.
I welcome you to the forum and to the website. They are quite different, serve different purposes, and each are readable in their own way. We do have a small group of enthusiasts, and from time to time some of us do like to get there - even if it is as a chance passenger. Corregidor IS best enjoyed with a companion - I myself caution anyone, no matter how well prepared, against getting on some of the difficult trails if one is alone. Corregidor has a habit of throwing surprises at a visitor, dealing them an entirely unexpected experience, that is for sure.
Post by Nowhere Man on Jul 22, 2010 11:20:38 GMT 8
Yes, that's the certificate for the jump in the Markham Valley. Col. Kinsler didn't get around to signing them - he had committed suicide under circumstances which, if known, have never been adequately disclosed.
For more reading in this era, start browsing through Bless 'em All.
The 503d of WWII didn't have an official shoulder patch at this time. (In fact, during its existence, the 503d of WWII never had a patch which had been officially authorised by the Army.) Until Corregidor, they used the Wildcat patch on blue - though again, unofficially. This patch had been designed by the Disney Studio, and the Army was"rather rigid" in the types of symbolism it allowed for Official patches.
Only on Mindoro, after Corregidor, did they recognize that they had done something that needed to be memorialized by a patch of its own - that's when they started with hand embroidered versions of what would develop into the Rock Patch.
Patch belonging to Jim Mullaney
The definitive original design traces to Tom McNeill, a "G" Company 'trooper, who painted his barracks bag.
Discovering a man's history in the 503d during WWII depends greatly on which Battalion he was with. For instance, things like whether he might have jumped on Noemfoor (and when), how he arrived on Corregidor (1st or 2nd drop, "A" or "B" Field, beach landing), where he fought on Corregidor, what combat patrols or attacks he made - ALL depend on his Battalion.
Once that is known, then you can go through the website and rebuild your knowledge of the individual man by getting to learn of his brothers.
The website is mostly about 2nd Bn., and this is because it was some young Lieutenants of 2nd Bn who lived until the internet era. Histories were collected, and manuscripts drawn - but next to nobody got to know of them. The photographic images which survive are mostly of the 3d Bn., because the men in "G" had an arrangement to pool and share their images - again, a butterfly effect upon recording history. The reason not much is written of the personal experiences of the men from the 1st Bn. is, sadly, Monkey Point.
The entire website has become, virtually, a Regimental History. It just hasn't been done in a book form.
Except of course that it will all change shortly after you arrive.
If, on the other hand, you are not an officer, you probably won't be told anything at all. Except "Son, you are headed into adventure! Now shut up and follow orders, you're in the Army now!"
Many of the EM's who arrived on Corregidor in 1941 hadn't even been given basic training. They were just shipped there as fast as they could be lied to. They did their basic training at 92nd Garage, in wool tunics.
The radio station would have been to broadcast and receive military information - orders, reports, firing data etc. My unaided memory tells me that there was no communication cable linking Ft. Mills to any of the other Manila or Subic Bay Forts. The long antenna might also have been part of a much longer distance broadcasting and reception. This would have been for communication from places like Hong Kong, Singapore, Jakarta, Darwin, and probably Honolulu & Washington.
The Navy at Monkey Pt were passively intercepting Japanese signals, and doing traffic analysis as well as a little bit of codebreaking, so I don't factor them into the general military communication network. From most accounts, the Navy kept what they were doing pretty much to themselves.
Don't overlook the fact that in those days, a radio receiver was about the size of a TV set, and well beyond the affordability of mere EM's.
Jim, They look like very interesting pictures, but will you check up on the links please? - I am not getting the enlargements you may have intended. The first one looks a bit like Btry Geary, but I reserve my vote until I can see it at a better size.
Did none of Ceasar cipher, ROT13 and Vigenere suggestions work? There's a bunch of Enigma simulators floating around, so there's bound to be a simulated Purple equivalent. www.hut-six.co.uk/purple/index.htmlfor one.
Received from Federico Baldassarre in e-mail the following:
McCoy, Michael with Jean-Marie Heskett , THROUGH MY MOTHER’S EYES, The story of a young girl’s life as a prisoner of war in the Santo Tomas Internment Camp. New York, NY: Strategic Book Publishing, 2008.
Michael McCoy has dutifully recorded the stories that his mother Jean-Marie Faggiano Heskett has told him about her childhood (as a six to nine year old) during World War II in the Philippines without questioning their validity, despite listing a couple of useful references in the Bibliography. The warning signs appear within the first few pages. After a reasonable introduction describing the Faggiano home located on Del Pilar street in Manila and her father Gene’s important position with the Dollar Steamship Company she launches into a heroic tale of her family’s first few days of WW II. As she correctly points out, it was Monday, December 8th Philippine time and Clark Field, the major US air base was bombed with devastating effect around noon that day. The Faggiano home is now relocated next to Clark Field. A look at a map would have shown Mr. McCoy that Clark Field is a good 40 miles to the north of Manila. Furthermore Mr. Faggiano’s position with the Dollar Steamship Company would have drawn him to the Port Area and concern over the ships in Manila Bay. But according to Jean-Marie their home next to Clark Field became a Field Hospital which treated the wounded soldiers that filled their rooms and stained the rugs with blood. Mrs. Faggiano enlists her two young children, 6-year-old daughter and 7-year-year-old son, each supplied with a needle and a pan of alcohol, to extract fragments of shrapnel from the men’s bloody wounds. Doesn’t that sound a little far-fetched? Is that really a job a mother would give her young children?
The book is full of these instances of fact and fiction. The fiction is often so off the wall that those of us who were also children in Santo Tomas Internment Camp and have read the book are appalled by its contents and the fact that it escaped scrutiny and was published. A few more examples deserve comment.
On page 37-38 Jean-Marie tells of her friendship with Mrs. Boycott. This is the most genuine account in the book. There really was a Mrs. Gwenllian Charlotte Boycott who lived in room 48, the same room that Jean-Marie and her mother were in when they first entered camp. Her Recipe Game was right in line with our hunger and our obsession with food. Many of the men and women in camp reached out to the younger children making toys, knitting and sewing clothes for the dolls they made. I suspect that the story about her doll that so captivated her son Michael as an 8-year-old is fantasy. The doll looks like ones the ladies made in camp. In the picture on the cover of Jean-Marie and Private Tanner, it could more likely be that she is showing him her doll. Her story of witnessing a soldier shooting a sniper, searching his body and taking a blood stained doll which he later gives to her is another of her macabre tales.
The story that follows the very reasonable one about playing the Recipe Game with Mrs. Boycott is the worst example in the book. She begins with a nugget of truth and then distorts and embellishes it with grotesque details. In so doing she slanders the character and service of the real “Camp Angel,” Mrs. Patricia Intengan. She was the Filipina Red Cross nurse who was the camp’s buyer from January 1942 until February 1944 when the Japanese Military forbid her further access to the camp. Each day she would scour the local markets for produce for the camps kitchens with funds provided by the Finance Department and bring them into camp in a caratela (pony and cart). She would also purchase small items and do other errands for people. When the camp first opened she rounded up cots and other supplies from the evacuation sites that had been set up outside of Manila but never used. She was truly the “Angel of Santo Tomas.” After the war she was awarded the US Medal of Freedom by order of President Harry S. Truman, not only for her service to Santo Tomas, but also for aiding Major Ramsey’s guerillas. A drawing of “The Angel of Santo Tomas” is in a book listed in the Bibliography, SANTO TOMAS INTERNMENT CAMP, STIC IN VERSE AND REVERSE, STIC- TOONS AND TIC-TISTICS by James E. McCall. It shows a woman sitting in a cart loaded with baskets of produce and sacks of rice (presumably). This is not the picture that Jean-Marie draws. Instead, the “Camp Angel” comes into camp “to pick up the dead and take them to the nearby cemetery.” One day when the cart was particularly heavily loaded Jean-Marie and her friends saw a body roll off the cart.
“We recognized the dead woman; she was a heavyset, elderly lady who had gone to the hospital in the last week with beriberi. The sickness had bloated her up to enormous proportions. My girlfriends and I looked at each other, then back at the horse and cart, and then at the huge, naked, pink heap lying in the road, and just starting laughing.”
She admits to some remorse for laughing but says that seeing so many dead bodies since entering camp she has “become calloused to it.”
On occasion Jean-Marie’s vision extends through walls and far beyond the camp. On page 141 she describes General MacArthur’s visit with the recently rescued POWs from Cabanatuan. They were the last survivors from Bataan and Corregidor. According to Jean-Marie’s version, on January 31 the General visited with the “cadaverous” looking men in the Cabanatuan prison camp. He walks through the barracks and into the camp cemetery with General Mudge who noticed “an amazing phenomena.” She continues, “ The loose dirt piled on the top of the mass graves was actually moving, undulating in waves, as volumes of putrid gas escaped from the rotting corpses below.” It is a this point that the deeply moved MacArthur gives the order, “Go to Manila…go around the Nips, bounce off the Nips, but go to Manila. Free the internees in Santo Tomas.”
There are several problems with Jean-Marie’s version. It does not agree with the account in “GHOST SOLDIERS - The Forgotten Epic Story of World War I I”s Most Dramatic Mission,” by Hampton Sides. This book is listed in the Bibliography. On January 31 Cabanatuan was still behind the Japanese lines. That is what made the rescue so miraculous. During the first week in February General MacArthur visited the rescued POWs at an evacuation hospital in Guimba, a town some ten miles safely to the northwest of Cabanatuan. He was deeply moved. Jean-Marie got that right.
There are many more discrepancies, wild tales, impossible situations, nuggets of truth that are overcome by falsehoods, but enough said. Reader Be Wary. Just because the book made it into print doesn’t mean it should be believed.
AUTHOR OF THE REVIEW: Caroline Bailey Pratt
Editor of: ONLY A MATTER OF DAYS, The World War II Prison Camp Diary of Fay Cook Bailey. Merriam Press. Bennington VT, 2000, 2006
Post by Nowhere Man on Jun 18, 2010 20:00:59 GMT 8
The massacre of hundreds of British prisoners of war by Japanese sailors during the Second World War was covered up by the Government, it has been claimed.
By Jon Swaine Last Updated: 6:19PM BST 18 Sep 2008
A total of 548 British and Dutch PoWs were machine-gunned when the Suez Maru, the Japanese "Hell Ship" transporting them, was sunk by an American torpedo attack in the Flores Sea off Indonesia in November 1943.
According to a statement made by the Japanese ship's commander, attempts were made by a minesweeper to rescue the PoWs, but they could not be reached in time.
However, six years later a crew member admitted the truth, and was backed up by the ship's purser.
It has emerged that the then-Secretary of State for War, Manny Shinwell, was informed, and despite the perpetrators being in custody, the decision was taken not to prosecute them, according to a BBC investigation.
By that point, while more than 700 Japanese soldiers had been found guilty of war crimes, the Cold War was under way and Japan was needed as an ally against the Soviet Union.
Alan Jones, whose father Pte Lewis Jones died in the incident, said: "We had a brief note from the Government. They said that he was killed as a result of the sinking of a transport ship - and that was it."
"The atrocity that actually happened seems to have been withheld from the British public," Mr Jones said.
Alexander Knoops, a lawyer at the International Criminal Court at the Hague, believes the victims' families were denied justice and might have a good case on which to sue the Government.
Post by Nowhere Man on May 25, 2010 22:10:58 GMT 8
What will surely be served up again, in justification of all things inadequate, is the "force of circumstance" approach - "We have no budget," and "Oh, there can be no long-term investments made because all income is set by the number of day trips."
Do we get long term capital improvement, or fresh coat of paint over the cracks tourism? Sooner or later, the word gets around.
Tourist resorts/attractions have a life cycle.
In 1980 a tourism researcher Richard Butler developed a well regarded model called the Tourism Area Life Cycle that describes the evolution of the economy of resort regions. Here are the stages"
1. Exploration: A secret spot is disovered, no amenities, must "go feral".
2. Involvement: A few locally-run concessions are established
3. Development: A well defined tourism industry is developed via advertising the destination
4. Consolidation: Tourism becomes the dominant feature of the local economy
5. Stagnation: Tourism growth slows and carrying capacity is reached, the area is no longer a new hotspot, maybe its overbuilt or loses its charm.
6. Decline or rejuvenation: Decline results as tourists choose other destinations, rejuvenation typically requires attracting a different kind of tourist.
(Source: Prof. Richard Butler, University of Strathclyde Business School.)
Simply put, the more one makes excuses for the inability to manage inherited problems, the closer comes the day when the resort loses its charm and rejuvenation becomes impossible.
At which point, someone will come along and say, as before, "This is not a problem I caused, I inherited it from the other fellow."
Incidentally, Corregidor isn't a National Park, and isn't likely to be.
Beam me up, Mr. Scott.
exo: Some nice Corregidor photos there on your web pages, de_la_hyde.
Dec 15, 2017 12:20:53 GMT 8
Karl Welteke: Merry Christmas and a happy New Year! As of tomorrow morning, will be off to a family event, Christmas at wife’s village on the San Bernardino Strait. We will be gone for two weeks. Mabuhay.
Dec 23, 2017 19:00:43 GMT 8
westernaus: Thank you Karl and the best of Christmas and new year to you and all who make this a fantastic site
Dec 24, 2017 11:17:04 GMT 8
Karl Welteke: Arrived at the Sa Bernardino Straits, did not see any enemy ships going thru yet. Got comms (internet) when power is on, but am busy setting up camp. Already found San Miguel beer, salamat. Thanks westernaus.
Dec 26, 2017 17:49:29 GMT 8
Karl Welteke: Hello de-la hyde, used some of your pictures, look at recent posts!
Jan 2, 2018 15:00:40 GMT 8
delahyde: Thanks Karl - I have updated my webpage. I like the Hotel photo you posted
Jan 3, 2018 15:39:27 GMT 8
Karl Welteke: Too bad that you did not add the URL of your last reply of the GREAT FRENCH WEBSITE and we could have looked at those pictures at full screen!!!!!!!!!!!!
Jan 6, 2018 14:41:59 GMT 8
delahyde: Hello Karl: I do not know what you mean. Bing Higgins sent me his original slides which I scanned, placed some on Panoramio, then returned AUS to US. Many people use my photos - not always with acknowledgement.
Karl Welteke: Delahyde, sorry, my comment was directed to EXO re his entry about the bombing in Manila 1941.
Jan 10, 2018 10:01:17 GMT 8
delahyde: Karl, thanks for the clarification. Good luck with your investigations.
Jan 11, 2018 14:42:10 GMT 8
sherwino: hello, folks. I feel like a newbie here after a long time.
Jan 13, 2018 13:18:36 GMT 8
westernaus: Good to see you back Sherwino and Victor and TMayer .
Jan 13, 2018 16:42:31 GMT 8
sherwino: Thanks, westernaus.
Jan 13, 2018 19:39:45 GMT 8
tmayer: Thanks westernaus.
Jan 14, 2018 6:45:22 GMT 8
email@example.com: Dear Karl Welteke: Under the original numbering of GLP, No.5 was Primera Luz Lodge while No. 9 was Island Lodge. After WW2, Minerva joined the merging into Island Luz Minerva No. 5.
Jan 15, 2018 12:25:46 GMT 8
firstname.lastname@example.org: Dear Karl Welteke: It took us a year to find the Corregidor map that showed the USWV Hall. The present hall is our best approximation.
Jan 15, 2018 12:28:08 GMT 8
email@example.com: Dear Karl Welteke: When we found the location, it was a stinking garbage dump. It was either that more accurate location or the nearby and more dignified looking former horse cadaver incineration facility. Fidelity to history won the day.
Jan 15, 2018 12:32:01 GMT 8