One granduncle was called up from ROTC as a corporal (as he was just a college freshman, and there were no officer slots anyway) in the Philippine 1st Regular Division (who weren’t ‘regular’ in any way). He survived the Death March to die at Capas.
One granduncle was the commander of the “Tulariquin Bolo Battalion” guerillas of northern Palawan Island, 1942-45. He survived a Japanese strafing attack with a bullet in his back that was never removed.
One granduncle was in the Manila resistance and was one of the few survivors of the Kempeitai torture dungeons in Fort Santiago.
One granduncle unofficially joined the US 1st Cavalry Division (they gave him a rifle, and he attached himself to a platoon of the 8th Cavalry, I believe, because so many of them spoke Spanish). He served until he had satisfied himself that he had gotten his revenge on the Japanese.
My grandfather operated a safehouse for American refugees evading Japanese attempts to intern them, and then later for US Naval Intelligence.
etc., many, many more family tales of WW2.
Thanks to your family. Exemplary of the many reasons why the US should never turn its back on the Philipines, or let the chicoms subvert it from without and within, including territorial incursions/takeovers of Philipine islands.
The chicoms worked to subvert the relations between the US and the Philipines through their efforts at destabilizing the Philipine government and marxist guerrilla movements. Time we help them stop this chicom aggression.