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Last Name: ` MAGALONG	First Name Middle Initial: FELIX B		Nick Name:
Street: 580 EMPORIA ST	City & State: AURORA, CO		E-Mail:
Zip: 80010	Phone: (303) 344-2186		Spouse: SANDRA GLORIA
Conflict:	Service Branch: ARMY		Unit:
Theater: ETO	Where Captured: BATAAN, PHILIPPINES		Date Captured: 04/09/42
Camps Held In: ODONNELL TARLAC CAPAS			How Long Interned: 266 days
liberated / repatriated:	Date Liberated: 12/31/42		Age at Capture: 23
Medals Received: Combat Infantry Badge, Distinguished Unit Badge w/2 Oak Leaf Clusters, BRONZE STAR MEDAL, ARMY COMMENDATION MEDAL w 1 OAK LEAF CLUSTER, AMERICAN DEFENSE SERVICE MEDAL, Asiatic-Pacific Theater Medal, WWII Victory Medal, Occupational Medal, National Defense Serice Medal, Good Conduct Medal W/Silver Clasp, And POW Medal
Military Job: Infantry		Company: MILITARY FOR 30 YEARS
Occupation after War:

Military Bio:

On April 1942, we were surrendered to the Japanese Imperial Army by Lieutenant General Jonathan Wainwright at Balanga, Bataan, Philippines. We were ordered to form six lines on the road and we began what is known as the infamous “ Bataan Death March.”
Walking under the blistering heat of the April sun, we were a pathetic sight to behold. Coughs, sneezes, and groans were heard throughout the march. Many collapsed from utter exhaustion, intense hunger, and weakness. They were carried or dragged by others to prevent them from being left to the mercy of the guards.
We were given no food or water the entire march, except for one occasion when several 32-gallon cans of spoiled cooked rice were served to us. We had to eat this rice or we would be killed.
At night, we slept on both sides of the road. Sometimes, these were rice paddies being plowed for the planting season. Other times they were pasturelands with carabao and cow manure, or thick grasses infested with tropical insects. Under these environmental conditions, we tried to sleep in a sitting position to prevent our backs from getting wet and catching a cold.
Passing by the city of San Fernando. Pampanga we were treated with compassion by the people who lined the road. Wrapped food (rice, fish, and meat) fruits and sugar were thrown to us. Surprisingly, no Japanese guards interfered in this show of compassion.
I thought of my loved ones, especially my asthmatic mother whose love and sacrifices for me I vividly remember. I thought of my father who also had asthma and who could no longer farm and catch fish. I thought of my sister, Carmen, who sacrificed immensely for me by obtaining a job as a housemaid that I might complete my highschool education. I felt helpless and frustrated and a thought came to me several times, that it would have been better to die in Bataan so my parents would benefit from my pension that they would receive.
From there we marched to the city of Angeles, Pampanga, there we also received the same treatment that we were shown in San Fernando, some of the woman even risked everything to come out and hand us the gift of food and bottled water. Once again the soldiers showed no sign of stopping them.
It was noon when we reached the town of Capas, Tarlac, where camp O’Donnell, a Philippine Army training camp was located. The camp was barren, sandy, and deserted. After the ordeal I was released on Dec. 31st, 1942.