I worked with a fellow several years ago whose father had written his memoirs of WWII. He had surrendered at Bataan, escaped to Corregidor (or vice-versa) and surrendered there also. Ended up in a prison camp in Japan. When the war ended, he walked to the nearest city, which happened to be Nagasaki. He was basically the first american in Nagasaki after the atom bomb. Wish I had a copy of that book.