japanese only to be sent to the most hellish p.o.w. camps in the pacific. he was officially declared dead in california. but he would live through unspeakably savage cruelty at the hands of his japanese captors, and one sadistic commandant in particular. aka, the bird. i had nightmares on this bird guy. if i looked away from his eyes, he punched me out for looking away. if he stared at his eyes, he punched me for staring at his eyes. every day he did something to me. he hit me over the head with a two-pound steel buckle. cracked my skull open. i m down on the ground bleeding. he hands me a piece of toilet paper to wipe the blood. then he said, oh, like i m sorry. i thought, well, he can t be so bad after all. i wiped the blood off, stood up, and looked at it, and he hit me again. with the end of the war,
the gunner panicked and got on his knees and started screaming we are going to die. in time that man would redeem himself by saving his life, but on the 33rd day at sea, he died. 14 days after that, louie and philips down to 80 pounds were rescued. by the japanese. and were sent to the most hellish p.o.w. camps in the pacific. and back home, the hero was officially declared dead but over the next two years he would live through unspeakably savage cruelty at hands of the japanese captors and one horrible commandant known as the bird. i had nightmares on the bird guy and if i locked away from his eyes he punched me out for looking away. if i stared at him he punched me for staring in his eyes. he did something each day. there was a 2 pound steel buckle
nara would redeem himself saving louie s life. at 33rd day of at sea he died. phillips, down to 80 pound half his body weight were rescued by the japanese only to be sent to the most hellish p.o.w. camps in the pacific. louie the olympic hero of torrence, california was officially declared dead but over the next two years he would live through unspeakably savage cruelty at the hands of his japanese captors and one sadistic commandant in particular. aka the bird. i had nightmares on this bird guy. if i looked away from his eyes he punched me out for looking away. if he stared at his ice he punched me for staring at his eyes. every day he did something to me. hit me over the head with a big, two-pound steel buckle. cracked my skull open. i m down on the ground bleeding. he hands me a piece of toilet paper to wipe the blood. then he says, ah, like i m sorry. and i thought, well he can t be so bad after all.