Pvt. Michael S. Wepsiec
| Pvt. Michael S. Wepsiec
was born on August 7, 1915. He was the son
of Casmir and Catherine Wepsiec. His parents
were Polish immigrants. He grew up in
Chicago, with his four sisters and two brothers,
and was raised at 2347 South Homan Avenue.
Before joining the Illinois National Guard, he
worked for the Illinois Northern Railroad.
When President Franklin Roosevelt signed the draft act into law, Mike and friends Steve Gados and Ed Plodzien decided that they would enlist in the Illinois National Guard at Maywood, Illinois. Their reasoning for doing this was twofold. They believed that enlisting in the National Guard would allow them to quickly complete their one year of military service. They also believed that if they had to be in the army it was better to ride in a tank than march on foot.
In November of 1940, the Maywood Tank Company
was called into federal service along with
companies from Ohio, Kentucky and
Wisconsin. Together, the companies formed
the 192nd Tank Battalion. The battalion
trained at Fort Knox, Kentucky. It was there
that Mike qualified as a half-track
late summer of 1941, Mike took part in
maneuvers in Louisiana. After the
maneuvers, the battalion was ordered to
remain behind at Camp Polk. None of
the members of the battalion had any idea
why they were there. On the side of a
hill, the members learned they were being
sent overseas as part of Operation
PLUM. Within hours, many men had
figured out they were being sent to the
Mike was involved in the first tank to tank combat involving American tanks in World War II. His tank platoon had been sent to Lingayen Gulf, on December 21st, to knock out Japanese machine gun nests and give cover so that the 26th U. S. Cavalry could withdraw. The problem they faced was that they had never been trained to fight in a jungle.
Since there were rice fields on both sides of the road, they could not use the V-formation to attack. They also found themselves in single file formation on the main road. It was at this time that Lt. Ben Morin and his crew, which included Mike's friend Steve Gados, were taken Prisoners of War.
On December 25th, the tanks of the battalion held the southern bank of the Agno River from Carmen to Tayung, with the tanks of the 194th holding the line on the Carmen-Alcala-Bautista Road. The tanks held the position until 5:30 in the morning on December 27th.
Mike believed that
the Japanese soldiers attacked with ferocity
because they were high on drugs. This
belief also seemed to explain why the Japanese
soldiers kept attacking even though they were
wounded. According to Mike, this was
confirmed when his company found packets of
drugs on the bodies of dead Japanese
On Bataan, Mike and the other members of the
192nd ate rice boiled in water in the morning
and steamed rice for dinner. As time went
on, they also ended up eating the horses of the
26th U. S. Cavalry.
Mike believed that the Japanese reinforcements from Singapore were the reason Bataan fell. These troops were battle hardened and fierce fighters. When the Filipino-American Forces were surrendered, Mike and the other members of his company destroyed their vehicles except for two trucks. They planned to ride in these two trucks to the destination that the Japanese selected. Instead, the Japanese took the trucks and Mike found himself walking to Mariveles. It was from there that Mike would begin what became known as the death march.
On the march, Mike recalled that the Japanese killed prisoners for the smallest things. If a POW fell and another attempted to help him, they both were killed. Despite this, Mike believed that he did not see as much brutality as other men witnessed.
According to Mike, a break on the march was stopping and standing in position. Meals were "middling" which was very bitter and hard to eat. He also believed that escaping was the same as suicide because the POW would need a large amount of quinine to survive in the jungle.
Mike was held at Camp O'Donnell for two weeks before he was sent out on a detail. He was sent out to bring damaged American trucks to San Fernando. The POWs would tie the vehicles together with ropes and drive them to San Fernando. It was at San Fernando that Mike had his first attack of malaria.
After the scrap-metal detail ended, Mike was
sent to Cabanatuan #1 where he was held for one
month. It is believed that he went out on
a work detail, but at this time it is not known
At first, the prisoners worked only half a day because their guards were seasoned troops who had no desire to stand out in the hot Filipino sun in the middle of the day. When these troops were replaced by new recruits, the POWs found themselves working until 8:00 o'clock at night.
Mike believed that what really drove the
Japanese crazy was that after working all day
the POWs would return to the camp singing songs
like "God Bless America". At this time,
Mike developed wet beriberi and his body bloated
up to his waist. He was sent to Bilibid
Prison where he was given vitamin B pills.
He was told to take all the pills, which he
did. It was these pills that saved his
life. After taking them, his body returned
to its normal size in a matter of
days. When he recovered, he was sent
Food in the prison camps was scarce. Mike remembered a dog that an American major was feeding. He and the other POWs believed that the dog was eating food that should have gone to them. So, they slaughtered the dog and ate it.
The POWs also spent endless hours talking about
food and how they would prepare it if they
could. These conversations inspired Mike
to write a cookbook . To do this, Mike
took the bags from the cement that was being
used to build the runways and wrote down the
recipes. Somehow, Mike managed to keep the
cookbook which is pictured at the bottom of this
Mike remained at the
camp until he was
selected to go out on a
work detail. In
July 1943, he was
sent to Lipa,
Batangas, on the Las
Detail. It was
there that he built
runways at Camp
Murphy and worked on
shown to the
commander of the
camp, a Lt. Moto,
was called the
because he wore
a spotless naval
He was commander
of the camp for
One day a POW
working on the
Moto was told
about the man
and came out and
ordered him to
When he couldn't
made to carry
the man back to
In August or early September, 1944, Mike and the other POWs were sent to Manila. Before they left for Manila, Mike experienced his first act of kindness by a Japanese soldier. The sergeant in charge of their detail knew they were being sent to Manila. He purchased a bottle of saki and made sure each prisoner had a drink. This was the sergeant's going away present to them.
When Mike's group of POW arrived in Manila, the Japanese were about to send a ship load of prisoners to Japan. The Japanese decided to send Mike's group instead because they were physically in better shape.
Mike's POW detachment was sent to the Port Area of Manila. The detachment was scheduled to sail on the Arisan Maru. Another POW detachment was scheduled to sail on the Hokusen Maru. The ship was ready to sail, but it's POW detachment had not completely arrived at the pier. The Japanese switched POW detachments so the ship could sail. The Arisan Maru was sunk by an American submarine in the
Mike and the other men boarded the Hokusen
Maru on October 1, 1944, and the ship
moved to the harbor's breakwater. They
remained in the hold for three days before the
Mike spent 38 days on the ship before reaching
Formosa. For Mike, this was probably one
of the worst experiences he had as a
prisoner. It seemed to him that the
youngest prisoners died first. Mike
watched as those who were nineteen year old
died, then he watched as the twenty year
old died, next he watched the twenty-one year
old POWs died, and so on. As soldiers
continued to die and their ages got closer to
his, Mike wondered when his turn to die would
The ships were informed, on October 9th, that American carriers were seen near Formosa and American planes were in the area. The decision was made to send the ships to Hong Kong. During this part of the trip, the ships ran into American submarines which sank two more ships. The Hokusen Maru arrived at Hong Kong on October 11th. While it was in port, American planes bombed the harbor on October 16th. On October 21st, the ship sailed for Takao, Formosa, arriving on October 24th.
On November 8th, the POWs disembarked and were taken to a temporary POW camp at Inrin. The Japanese had decided that they were too ill to be sent to Japan. Most of the POWs did light work or gardening. The healthier POWs were used to harvest sugarcane and process it. He would remain there until January 1945.
It was on Formosa that Mike experienced a second act of kindness shown to him by a Japanese soldier. The commanding officer of the camp knew it was Christmas. He had a water buffalo brought into the camp for the prisoners to slaughter. The POWs had steak for Christmas.
In January, 1945, Mike and 300 other POWs were selected to be transferred to Japan. On January 25th, Mike and the other prisoners were boarded onto the Enoshima Maru and spent twelve days on the hell ship. The reason for this was that the ship made several stops along the coast of China. It was on this trip that the convoy was attacked by an American submarine. One torpedo passed by the stem of the ship and a second torpedo went past the stern and hit a tanker. Mike believed that the Americans knew their ship was carrying POWs.
Arriving in Moji, Japan, Mike and the other POWs rode a train north to Sendai, from there they were taken to Sendai #3 arriving in the camp on January 28th. The POWs in the camp were housed in three barracks and used as slave labor to mine lead and zinc in a mine owned by the Mitshbishi Mining Company.
It was in this camp that Mike was beaten for whistling in the mine. While exhaling, he whistled. The mine worker with him beat him on the head for doing this. The reason was that the Japanese believed that whistling made the "mine gods" happy and would cause them to stop holding up the ceilings. The mine in turn would cave in on the workers.
Lice were one of the big problems facing the POWs. Mike and the other men would take the carbide lamps they used in the mines and run them along the seems of their clothes. As they did the heat popped the lice.
The POWs knew how the war was going because the American planes flying overhead were an indication to them that the United States was winning. It got to the point that they began to bet on dates that the war would end. Mike picked August 7, 1945 because it was his birthday.
When the war ended, Mike was flown to Okinawa
and then returned to the Philippine Islands for
medical treatment. Boarding the U.S.S.
Admiral C. F. Hughes, he arrived at
Seattle, Washington, on October 9, 1945.
From there, he was hospitalized at Madigan
General Hospital at Ft. Lewis, Washington.
Mike Wepsiec passed away on October 15, 2001, and was buried at the Abraham Lincoln National Cemetery in Elwood, Illinois.