Even a month later, we were seeing Japanese bodies float by in the gulf. I remember some natives paddled out to us in a canoe made from a hollowed-out log. One of our Filipino men went down to talk to them, but he had a knife in his sleeve - not knowing what to expect. Almost...
Dazed, I considered how I don’t have any personal connection to WWII. My parents were infants at the time of the Pearl Harbor bombing. My grandfathers were too old to enlist. Later in the war, my mother’s father moved the family to Virginia to build warships to replace those lost in...