First Contact from NeilSubject: Australian inquiry Greetings from Australia |
CAMP 24 SENDYU KYUSHU JAPAN
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Guiding Mr. Neil MacPherson, Mr. Owen Heron,
and their sons to
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At War Cemetery in Hodogaya
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The next day after their visit to the company,
we Yokohama residents guided them to the
British Commonwealth War Cemetery in Yokohama,
and guided them to the historic town Kamakura.
Since the four people in the party were invited
to Naoetsu, they would see the monuments
and the museum in the Peace Park, which stands
at the site of the former prison camp. After
their visit to Naoetsu, they were to leave
for Fukuoka by bullet train, and the five,
including Mr. Ishizuka, were planning to
stay at Mr. Injerd's in Dazaifu. On the morning
of 17th, they were scheduled to go to Emukae
in his mini-van. How tight their schedule!
I'm sure Neil and Owen's visit this time
would not have been realized without the
cooperation works and volunteers' spirits
among Mr. Ishizuka, Mr. Kondo, and Mr. Injerd.
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IT Brings us TogetherWritten and translated into English by Yoshikazu Kondo At noon on 15 April 2002, I arrived at Naoetsu
Station together with Miyoko Uchiyama and
David Green, an ALT in Takaoka, to welcome
Mr. Neil MacPherson and Mr. Owen Heron. First
meeting though it was, I didn't feel so at
all; looking back, we had exchanged our e-mail
messages for ten months.
IT actually brought us together at Naoetsu
Station; our face-to-face communication was
much more enjoyable than email exchanges.
Neil and Owen's stay in Joetsu was only 24
hours---by far shorter than the previous
ten months we had spent in email communication. |
So Why go to war anyway?
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Anyone observing the welcome given to Neil
MacPherson and Owen Heron in the Japanese
city of Emukae earlier this month would have
wondered whether the two 80-year-old West
Australians were royalty -- or just major
celebrities.
The locals had spent months preparing for
the day and their arrival was greeted with
sustained applause from a big crowd including
the mayor and full council. Later they were
the guests of honour at an official dinner
in which they exchanged gifts with their
hosts and dozens of locals were drunk to
them and their country.
Their Japanese hosts even arranged for a
full Catholic Mass, complete with altar boys
and a choir in honour of the two former enemies.
Recording all of this was a big contingent
of local and national news media, and by
the next day the story of the two former
prisoners of war was known to millions of
Japanese newspaper readers and television
viewers.
For Mr MacPherson, of Falcon, and Mr Heron,
of Kewdale, who were traveling with their
sons, Ian MacPherson and David Heron, it
would have been impossible not to compare
their warm reception with their circumstances.
The first time they set foot in Japan.
That was back in January 1945 when, sick
and emaciated, they staggered ashore in the
middle of winter, with snow on the ground.
Captured as 19-year-olds in Java, they were
survivors of the brutal treatment, disease
and squalid conditions on the notorious Burma
railroad. And now they had been selected,
along with fellow Australians as well as
American and British prisoners of war, to
work as slave labourers at a coal mine operated
by the Sumitomo mining company on the island
of Kyushu.
It meant long hours of hard work in a hazardous
environment, without enough to eat. But after
the horrors of the railroad, it did not seem
so bad to the prisoners. The huts they lived
in were warm and comfortable, and apart from
petty harassment from guards, they were pretty
much left alone.
In fact some of the Japanese miners with
whom they worked went out of their way to
teach them how to survive in the dangerous
and cramped conditions underground, and when
the end of the war approached and the situation
in Japan began to deteriorate, their lunch
boxes contained not much more than those
of the prisoners.
Of the 267 prisoners of war who worked on
the mine for about eight months, 18 died
of sickness and other causes -- a shocking
statistic, but far better than for most other
prisoners of the Japanese.
On August 16, 1945, they were paraded by
their guards and told that the fighting was
over. It began a short period that Mr MacPherson
remembers with great fondness.
The prisoners took over the camp and supplies,
which were boosted by drops from US planes,
and spent their days hiking in the countryside,
sometimes accepting invitations to visit
the homes of farmers and sharing food with
them.
After a few weeks they were repatriated.
When he returned to WA, Mr MacPherson made
a conscious decision not to harbour any bitterness
over what had happened to him.
Recently the two men, who have remained close
mates, decided that they would like to return
to Kyusyu and after some difficulties, were
able to arrange the visit there with their
sons.
In e-mails from Japan, Mr MacPherson has
described to me the warmth and enthusiasm
with which they have been greeted by everyone
they have met in Japan.
One of the first things they did was to visit
the graves of three Australians who had died
in their camp. The floral tributes, which
had been put together by their Japanese hosts,
included some WA wildflowers.
Among the speakers at their civic reception
was a woman who had lived near the prisoner
of war camp. She explained to the gathering
that she was pregnant when the war ended
and was suffering from malnutrition. Generous
Australians had given her some of the food
that had been dropped by US aircraft. "We
also met the 'baby'," Mr MacPherson
wrote. "He is now 57 years old."
When you hear how thoughtful and charitable
people are to one another, including arrangers
from other countries, you wonder what it
is that makes us go to war in the first place.