February 4, 1942

Received news from my son, Philip. One of his men came here at home and reported that Philip is alive and in good health. He said Philip is now in the Military Intelligence Service of the USAFFE.

The man said that life in Bataan was hard, the fighting fierce, malaria and dysentery rampant, and the food very scarce. “We eat only a handful of rice everyday,” he revealed.

He said he would tell Philip that we are all well, thank God. “Your son is worried about you,” he said, “but he will be pleased to know that everything is all right.”

The man left as quickly and as mysteriously as he came. He vanished with the night. He did not even give his name.

Maybe he was Philip’s guardian angel.

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