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Robert J. Body
Last
Name:
BODY |
First
Name Middle Initial:
ROBERT J |
Nick
Name:
BOB |
| Street:
129 NETTLES BLVD |
City
& State: JENSEN BEACH, FL |
E-Mail:
sirhygene@aol.com |
| Zip:
34957 |
Phone:
(561) 229-3163 |
Spouse:
Sara - |
| Conflict:
WW11 |
Service
Branch: ARMY |
Unit:
CO D 31 INF REG |
| Theater:
Pacific |
Where
Captured: BATAAN, LUZON PHILIPPINE ISLANDS |
Date
Captured: 04/09/42 |
| Camps
Held In: BILIBID, CABANATUAN, CAMP O'DONNELL AND THE BATAAN
DEATH MARCH |
How
Long Interned: 1028 days |
| Liberated
/ repatriated: liberated |
Date
Liberated: 01/31/45 |
Age
at Capture: 17 |
| Medals
Received: 2 BRONZE STARS, 3 PRESIDENTIAL UNIT CITATIONS, PURPLE
HEART, POW MEDAL, GOOD CONDUCT MEDAL, ASIATIC PACIFIC MEDAL, PHILIPPINE
DEFENSE RIBBON, PHILIPPINE DEFENSE MEDAL ISSUED BY THE PHILIPPINE GOV.
PHILIPPINE FREEDOM MEDAL |
| Military
Job: MACHINE GUNNER |
Company:
HYDRAMATIC DIV OF GENERAL MOTORS |
| Occupation
after War: TOOL MAKER |
Bio:
Robert J. Body
I was born February 26, 1924 in Sarnia, Ontario, Canada. My father
brought us to the United States about three years later, in order to
support his young family, which consisted by this time of my mother
and two kids. My sister was born two years after I was.
I attended school in Detroit until the British Empire entered the war
against the Axis powers. All my life I had imagined myself going off
to war and coming home a war hero covered with medals. So when Canada
joined Britain in the war, I decided that I would quit school and
return to the country of my birth. I lied about my age and enlisted in
the Kent Regiment, which was being activated as a Canadian Active Duty
Force, in order to be able to join in the war against Germany and
Italy.
I was a member of the Kent Regiment for about a year when my father
wrote a letter to my Company Commander informing him of my age. They
immediately discharged me because of underage. I returned to Detroit
in February of 1941 and enlisted in the U.S. Army, February 21.1941. 1
was asked where I wanted to go to serve my two years of Foreign
Service. I had my choice out of several different parts of the world
that the U.S.A., had Army bases, Schofield Barracks in Hawaii, Puerto
Rico, Panama, and Manila in the Philippines. I chose Manila because it
was a long way from
home.
I left Detroit for Angel Island California, the same day that I
enlisted. Our train left Union Station in Detroit for San Francisco at
4:00 P.M. on February 21, 1941. We waited a little over a month at
Angel Island before we finally shipped out for the Philippine Islands
on March 30, 1941. Seven days later we were docked in Honolulu, we
were only there overnight then we left on the final leg of our trip to
the Philippines. We arrived in Manila April 22,1941. Some of us were
sent to Fort William McKinley, which is about sixteen kilometers from
Manila for our basic training. During my basic training period I was
rushed to the hospital for an emergency appendectomy.
When I recovered I was sent to Camp John Hay at Baguio for a
recuperation furlough. I spent six weeks recuperating and then I was
returned to duty with “'M” Company 31st Infantry stationed at
Estado Mayor located on the Pasig River in Manila.
I was not back to duty long before I was sent back to the hospital
with a very bad ear infection, this time when I returned to duty I was
transferred from “M” Company to “D” Company, stationed at
Cuartel De Espana inside the Walled City of Manila. When the Japanese
bombed Pearl Harbor we were moved from our quarters to a park not far
from the Manila Hotel, each day we were deployed to a different large
building where we set up our machine guns in a defensive position.
When I was in the Canadian Army we had been taught never to fire our
guns at targets you could not hit, because all you would do is give
your positions away.
We remained in the park until Christmas Eve of 1941 and then we were
taken to the Port of Manila where we were ordered to load a ship with
some large boxes and crates that were piled on the dock. We did not
know where we were going but we found out later that our destination
was the island fortress of Corregidor in the mouth of Manila Bay. We
remained on Corregidor until it was bombed for the first time on New
Years Eve of 1942. After things settled down after that mammoth air
raid we were moved to Bataan. We met the Japanese in combat several
times but their equipment was much more superior to ours and the
Japanese troops were trained much better than we were. So on April 9,
1942 the Bataan garrison was surrendered to the superior Japanese
forces.
I was involved m the so-called Bataan Death March to Camp O'Donnell,
but for some reason I got lucky and was moved from O'Donnell to
Bilibid prison in Manila. The Death March was the most horrible
experience most of us had ever seen. I did not believe in my wildest
imagination that men could be as cruel as our captors turned out to be
but I will not go into that because it is now part of history.
I remained in Bilibid for about six months and then I was moved to
Cabanatuan Camp #1. This also was a very difficult experience but I
will not spend too much time on this period.
I remained in Cabanatuan until January 30, 1945 when the U.S. Army
Rangers liberated the camp and released the remaining 511 prisoners
left in the camp after the rest of the guys had been sent to Japan.
I have felt that ever since the Rangers released us from that camp
that they were my heroes and probably will always be the greatest
people I have ever had the privilege of meeting. If any members of the
Ranger unit that released us from that camp reads this, THANK YOU ONCE
AGAIN'. I feel that you guys saved my life. The 6th Army Rangers were
my hero's of W.W. 2
Robert J. Body |
Message to Future Generations:
If I had my way there would never be any type of warfare and if there
was, the treatment of POW.'s should be of number one priority. The
treatment that we endured was terrible. How any person could be as
cruel to another as the Japanese were to us has always amazed me. My
advice to younger generations would be, please, avoid war if possible.
If unavoidable, give it all you got. Please remember that P.O.W.'s are
human beings |
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