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POW survivors of the "Hell Ship" Shinyo Maru sinking at their 1998 reunion.
Childhood Memories of the Philippine Scouts
A letter from Colonel Burton F. Hood, Jr., Ret.
Gentlemen of the Philippine Scouts:
My memories of the Philippine Scouts date back to 1924-26, but there may be some faint memories of that period still existant. My father, Captain Burton F. Hood USA arrived in Manila in 1924. He was initially assigned to a headquarters in Manila, but in 1925 he was reassigned to the 45th Inf(PS) in Camp John Hay. I believe that he was assigned to Company A of the PS. A Captain Larry Myers commanded company B. The post commander was a Major Garfinkle.
Letter from an "Army Soup"
From 1st Sgt. Felix D. Saguing, USMC Retired
My father served in the Philippine Scouts, retiring in 1948. He was with the 12th Medical Battalion stationed at Fort William McKinley where I and another brother was born just before WWII. I am proud of my scout connection and to be referred to as an "Army Soup", a monicker given to children of scouts.
A Letter from Col. Morris L. Shoss
My first military assignment on graduating from West Point in 1940 was to the harbor defenses of Manila and Subic Bays on Corregidor... I took my bride, who with all the other dependents was fortunately evacuated during May and June 1941 back to the USA.
Dad Was In The Scouts
by First Sgt. Felix Saguing, USMC (Ret.)
Dad has always said that he was not a hero, although I considered him one. I can remember how he would stare into the distance as he narrated to me and a younger brother his youthful experiences and how he came to be in the Philippine Scouts, and I can remember all too well how his eyes would moisten and his shoulders sag as he spoke of friends and comrades lost on Bataan and during the infamous Death March. But, in the end, his shoulders would always straighten and you could detect the glint in his eyes as he proudly relates the heroic stand of the Scouts on Bataan and Corregidor. He passed away on October 12, 1972, but not before he instilled in me pride in being the son of a Scout.
Last modified: 11-May-2007