He told me he received a warm letter of recommendation from Major General Willoughby saying that the bombing of Cavite was done according to maps and charts showing Japanese positions drawn up by Hans's units. "We had architects and engineers working for the Japs." He told me that MacArthur refused his letter of resignation. "Hell, all I want is to have my boys placed where they deserve to be. I don't want to stay in the army." Then he floored me:

All I wanted here was to do something for my country. And all I want to do now is just a little more, so that no one can point a finger at me and say I cottoned up to those blasted Japs.

Hans said he had been recommended to go to Washington as Philippine Army Liaison Officer. "I'll work with the Philippine Resident Commissioner but I'll have my own staff."

"Holy Scott!" I laughed. "Include me in."

"Wait till I know how I stand ... no kidding."

He didn't notice I meant it as a joke. I left with my ears smoking.

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Recent headlines: "Internees depart" — more than 500 left for the States — the fourth group to go. "Osmeña, Romulo pay tribute to martyrs at Camp O'Donnell." The sick and well slept together there. "Many died of insanity brought on by thirst ... a greater number died of dysentery, for the Japs denied the prisoners medical care as well as water and proper food."

"Irving Berlin presents new song to the people of the Philippines." Without electricity here no one can hear it.

"Puppet Laurel's Last Official Communication" was to his Secretary. Found among his official papers in Malacañan, it said: "In case it becomes difficult or impossible to communicate with you, make use of your best judgment. Regarding other matters, trust in God." It was a telegram "from an unknown base" dated January 31, 1945, and received on February 3, 1945 at 1339 — five hours before the Americans entered the city.

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