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Huge craters everywhere,
ruins of former structures, seemingly acres of corrugated metal strewn
everywhere. The Corregidor that I had known was no more! Bottomside was in shambles! To our right,
the remnants of Barrio San Jose lay smoking. Since all of the buildings of the
Barrio were of wooden construction, few walls were standing.
Once past the
Barrio, we began to climb toward Malinta Hill.
Al McGrew
(Extract from Amid th' Encircling Gloom)
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