April 22, 1945 - Morning - GQ. Air raid, but we never saw any Jap planes. We are now entering Polloc Harbor. Morning - Beached at Parang and unloaded men and equipment. We beached on some metal pontoons. We can see some houses all blown to pieces on the land. We were talking to some of the soldiers here and they said that the Moros, a tribe of people living here were as bad as the Japs to fight. We also saw some natives and they are about the sorriest looking Filipinos we’ve seen to date. Some of the boys slipped ashore and got some nice souvenirs, but I stayed around the dock. We won’t get unloaded until tomorrow. Twilight - We saw what looked like around a million bats flying around the harbor. Although they are shaped like the bats back home, they are about the size of a buzzard.

October 23, 1944 - Before daylight, still shelling the beach. Morning dive bombers are bombing and straffing at different spots on the beach. They were there all day yesterday too. The town of Taclobin, which we can see across the bay is a pretty nice looking place. At least it has a few permanent buildings in it. A bunch of Philippino boys and men came aboard this morning. They rowed out in their dugout canoes. They are small dark skinned people. They talk pretty good English. They went to regular American schools until the Japs came. Most of them had finished the seventh or eighth grade. We gave them some clothes and something to eat. They way they talked the Japs were really cruel to them. They were really proud to see the Americans. They wanted guns to fight the Japs with. Night, left Leyte. Had air raid, but never saw but one Jap plane - too far off to shoot at it.