Bataan Death March (Poem)
Yea though I walked 106 miles through the valley and in the shadow of death, I feared the evil of the imperial Japanese soldier. They...
Battle of Bataan (Poem)
Why are the nights so still? Why am I on this faraway hill? Home is so far away. I’m wondering if I’ll return someday. I hate to see...
Bataan Poem
As we moved back into Bataan We were preparing for our final stand. The Japs moved quickly in a big rush, We had to hide our supplies in...
Bataan’s Last Night
This has to be the last night, Orders to shoot every Jap in sight. The ammo dump that blew the hill, Made everything else seem very...
Foot Steps to Greatness
A baby's one step forward and two steps backwards is a great example of life's ups and downs. Also a reflection of the direction life...
