This past January, I spent 2 weeks on the US Island of Guam. They are by far the most patriotic Americans I have ever met. They still have lingering memories of the Japanese invasion and occupation. I met a woman who, with her family, was forced to dig the Japanese tunnels and afterward watched her family beheaded so that they could not tell the Americans where the tunnels were. She was bayonetted across the throat and left to die alone in the jungle, but she was saved by some of her Chamorro friends.
My dad served in the Airborne. My uncle was a ranger on Omaha Beach. My great uncle was killed at Pearl Harbor.
We try and remember and honor them on days like today.
Here I am with my friend, Joe, who is a "surfer dude" on Guam. He gave me and my wife a personal tour of the Japanese implacements. This gun was forceably dragged up the hills by the locals and the Japanese soldiers. It is so big and the hills so steep, they never took it down after the war. It was a British gun taken in China by the Japanese. This was one of many that fired upon the liberation forces who landed in Guam to free the island from the brutal Japanese occupation.
