In our last newsletter we captioned each of the
pictures. Because of the number of
photos (37) we thought it would make it easier for you to understand each
one. We do not expect to do this very
often, as it turned out to be technically far more difficult than expected, and
thus rather time-consuming. So we will
save that for special occasions and go back to our normal format, which is to
title the photos and refer to them in the text.
For those who have been enjoying our bird watching reports, we
have some good news as well as a few more birds to share with you. The good news – we are very pleased to note
that the sea-eagles are still in the cove where we first observed them. This gives us hope that they will have a more
successful family-raising experience next time.
The photo of the Philippine serpent-eagle was taken as it
soared over the house early one morning – quite a challenge for Marcia to track
its flight path with the telephoto, but well worth the results. The white band you can see through wings and
tail make it easy to identify. Serpent-eagles
are not as large as sea-eagles, being about 20 inches/50 centimeters in length
compared to 30 inches/75 centimeters.
Mangrove blue flycatchers have appeared in the blog once
already, having had two pairs fly into the glass front door of the house
several years ago.
Marcia was excited to
capture a photo of one in the wild this time, especially one that was willing
to pose for about 10 minutes before flying off into the jungle.
They remind us of the bluebirds in the
Midwestern US.
The Lowland white-eye is a cute little high-activity bird, somewhat
difficult to photograph because it seems to be in constant motion while feeding
on fruit and insects in the trees.
It
tends to travel in a small flock, chattering away as the group leap-frogs from
branch to branch and tree to tree.
This
one was so well camouflaged in the leaves that we were not even sure it would
appear in the photo.
It stopped in a
tree just behind the house while we were having lunch one day.
Marcia just watched for the center of
activity amidst the leaves, and snapped pictures one after another, hoping to
get something that we could see later on the laptop.
You can see that her strategy worked,
although the cropping gives a soft-focus effect.
Without cropping, the picture would be like
the “Where’s Waldo?” fad that was recently popular.
May 6 marked the 71st anniversary of the Fall of
Corregidor. It was Steve’s seventh time
to attend the memorial ceremony, and Marcia’s sixth. In fact, it was ten years to the day that
Marcia first set foot on Corregidor, having not come with Steve on his first
visit in 2002.
Unlike last year’s ceremony, which was attended by President
Aquino and a much larger audience, this year’s was once again small but
powerful.
Before we began, Steve noticed
an older gentleman resting on one of the tranvias, and asked him where he was
from.
When he said Colorado, Steve told
him about the significance of May 6 and asked him if he would like to join
us.
His daughter Diane said that her
father, Tom Cummins, was a veteran who had served in the Tacloban area on Leyte
right after the war ended.
So Steve
invited Tom to be one of the wreath presenters.
Since the majority of the attendees were Filipinos, Steve
asked if there were people present whose fathers or grandfathers had fought in World
War II, and several raised their hands.
Three volunteered to offer the second wreath.
After an introduction by Lt. Col. Art
Matibag, the Executive Director of the Corregidor Foundation, Inc., the wreaths
– one provided by CFI and the other by F.A.M.E. (Filipino-American Memorial
Endowment) – were offered, followed by a moment of silence.
Steve then gave a short talk about the importance
of May 6, and his father’s role at Battery Way during that final morning before
the surrender.
Of even more personal significance to us, May 8 of this year
marks the 25
th anniversary of Walter’s passing.
We had seen him less than two months before,
and although he had suffered a minor stroke the previous year, his sudden death
from a heart attack came as a shock to all of us.
Mary Anne had been away at a national bowling
tournament and Walter had spent the week with their two daughters (Steve’s two
sisters) Della and Paula, in the Minneapolis area.
When Mary Anne returned on Saturday, they
stayed at Paula’s house.
Walter seemed
to have known his time was short, but managed to stay alive long enough to see
Mary Anne one more time.
He passed away
the following morning, Mother’s Day.
Twenty-five years, and we all still miss him, especially every Mother’s
and Father’s Day.
We’ve included a photo of Walter taken in late 1945 in front
of his house on top of the hill in Duluth, Minnesota, USA. It’s hard to believe that it was taken less
than four months after his release from 40 months of starvation, torture,
disease, and humiliation suffered in prison camps at the hands of the Japanese. One of the final two photos is from Walter’s
funeral in 1988 at Fort Snelling National Cemetery in suburban Minneapolis,
Minnesota, and the other was taken last year at his gravesite which overlooks
the Minneapolis-St. Paul International Airport.
Steve’s book, “Honor, Courage, Faith: A Corregidor Story” which
goes into much more detail about Walter, has been submitted by Anvil Publishing
Company in the Lit-Biography Category of the 32nd National Book
Awards, which will be announced in November.
Also, more good news, we were recently informed that the book is going
into a second printing.