Remembering my Grandmother's younger brother, Frederick Ambrose Feigel (1900-1944).
He was a civilian working on Mindanao, the southern large island of the Philippines when the Japanese invaded in December 1941.
He and others like him; men, women and children, were trapped on the island for the duration of the war, in most cases. Only toward the end of the war were allied submarines able to sneak past the Japanese and rescue some, like his wife.
He and other American men, joined the Philippine-American Resistance to try to discourage the Japanese on the islands.
In this endeavor, he was commissioned a Captain in the US Army.
During operations in July 1944, he was ambushed and shot by Japanese snipers.
His body was never recovered.
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