When I was a child, my dad told me the true story of his imprisonment as a teenager in a Japanese camp on one of the Palaun Rock Islands. This story gave me nightmares for years. My dad died in 1986 of a heart attack at the age of 54. I wrote his story, to the best of my recollection, during the Covid 19 shut down as I imagined what he would be experiencing turning 90, had he been blessed to live that long.
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