2nd Lt. Leroy Arnold Scoville
2nd Lt. Leroy A. Scoville was
born in Evansville, Wisconsin, on November 30,
1915. He was the son of Alvie J. Scoville
& Verena M. Huset-Scoville and grew up at 464
South Madison Street. As a child, he
attended school in Evansville and was a 1933
graduate of Evansville High School. Leroy
was known as "Scoops" to his friends. After
high school, he worked as a salesman in a
Leroy joined the Wisconsin National Guard's 32nd Tank Company headquartered in an armory in Janesville, Wisconsin, on September 23, 1940. He did this because the selective service act was about to take effect and he wanted to get his one year of military service over. On November 25, 1940, the tank company was called to federal service and left Janesville on November 28th. When he arrived at Fort Knox, Kentucky, Leroy held the rank of private.
Joining three other National Guard tank companies, the 32nd Tank Company of the Wisconsin National Guard became A Company, 192nd Tank Battalion, when the battalion was formed at Fort Knox, Kentucky, in November, 1940.
In January 1941, Headquarter Company was formed by taking men from the letter companies of the battalion. LeRoy was assigned to the company as a clerk. During the next ten months of training, Leroy rose to the rank of corporal.
In the late summer of 1941, the 192nd went on
maneuvers in Louisiana. After the
maneuvers the battalion was informed it would
not be returning to Ft. Knox. The members
of the battalion were gathered on a side of a
hill for a meeting. At this meeting, Leroy
the members of the battalion learned that they
were being sent overseas. Those considered
to be "too old" were given the chance to resign
from active duty.
On December 8, 1941, ten
hours after Pearl Harbor was attacked, Leroy
lived through the Japanese attack on Clark
Field. As tankers sat at their tanks,
the sky above them was filled with American
planes. At noon, the planes landed and
two crew members were allowed to go to a food
truck to get lunch.
A Company was sent, in support of the 194th, to
an area east of Pampanga. It was there
that they lost a tank platoon commander, Lt.
William Reed. The company returned to the
192nd on January 8, 1942.
During the next four months, Leroy and the other members of A Company fought to slow the Japanese advance. Doing this meant that A Company often found itself as the rear guard of the retreating Filipino and American forces. It was during the Battle for Bataan that Leroy wrote this letter to his parents:
Dear Mom and Dad and all,
How is everything back in America's fairyland, I mean dairy-land? I'll bet you had begun to think for sure that I had forgotten all about you. The truth of the matter is that we had been just a little bit too busy taking care of these little yellow devils from across the ocean.
I figure that before this thing is over though they will begin to think they have more than just a little bit to take care of. We have already taken care of a lot of them and with the Philippines really begin to click and now the ... we need, I believe we can blow the whistle most anytime and we will start a touchdown march that will make the Japs look like termites in reverse.
I have quite a bit of film and have taken a few pictures of our fellows and the scenery around; just the nicer things, because there are really a lot of nice things to see around here; the mountains the sun shining on them, the moonlight and ocean all go together to make up some of the most beautiful scenery I have ever scene.
I have written you on several occasions and I certainly hope you have received the letters so you will not be too much concerned or worried for my safety. They have sent in a request for my promotion to Second Lt., but it has not come through.
We have been eating and living pretty well. Food is limited but we have enough to keep us going fairly well. Cigarettes are scarce as heck but we even get few of those occasionally. We have seen a lot of action and have been in a lot of close situations but God has smiled favorably in our direction because we're still a-kicking. I thank him often for the grace that has accompanied me in this whole life.
I am in the rear echelon right now but am in reserve capacity to assist in any operation were I might be needed. Herb Durner is with me. I have seen Robert Hubbard a few times. He has been bothered with some kind of infection on his hands and arms but seems to be getting along quite well. Each day we hope for assistance from the states and have complete faith that it will soon come.
Is everyone well? I wish I could hear from you, a letter or wire or anything. Do you still have my car? I hope so. If not though it is O.K. That is not very important to me now. I pray for your good health and for faith to carry us through the experience. Some day we shall be together again and that will be an experience to be thankful for.
There is not a great deal to say or attempt to say except that we are still well. We live in the woods and have learned the numerous ways of preparing beds and all types of things for protection. Have faith. Pray for me as I pray for you and I know that he will take care of us. Should be time to eat soon. I have made an allotment to the bank. If you should need the money I want you to feel welcome to use it in any way.
Please write and tell me about all the folks, those at the store, and our relatives and friends. I presume mail is very difficult to get through. Anyway, Bye now and God bless you all.
In another letter he wrote:
January 19, 1942
Dear Mom and Dad and all;
Things have been really popping this past month and that is for sure. We have been all over this darned island scrapping with these cussed little Japs. I presume you are more than worried about me even as I am considerably concerned about your welfare and health and all. So far I have been fortunate. I have placed my complete faith in God and I know in my heart that nothing on this earth can guarantee me safety.
I have read my New Testament constantly and have found some wonderful promises there and some wonderful examples of other people before me that have had to endure as difficult time as we are now experiencing and God helped them. I am not positive, but I think I have seen a few signs that must have been from Him and I know He must be with me because I am never as worried in a situation now as I was when the war first started.
It would be useless and foolish to try to tell you here of our experiences as we will be censored so we will dwell upon the nicer things as connected with this business.
Naturally there has been a great deal of destruction and we have been greatly out numbered. Nevertheless, we have received many compliments from the higher authority upon our work and I know with some white troops to assist assist and work with the Philipinos we will be able to rid this Island of the pests from Japan. We are in a rest-camp now and it is a much appreciated rest. We have plenty to eat, a good place to bathe and are now getting plenty of sleep. We have been very fortunate this far. We had ___ ___ ___ and there have been a few injuries. No deaths in our company as yet - among the enlisted men, with one possible exception which we are not sure of. Our greatest loss which you probably know about was the death of Captain Walter Write. He was most important to us and I am sure that his presence throughout the past month would have given us an entirely different picture of this campaign. We also lost a fine ___ ___ ___. But rumor is he was picked up by medics and now has been evacuated to Australia. God willing I hope this is true for he was a wonderful individual. I cabled you shortly after the war began! I hope you received it.
Hubbard, Durner, Ken Hatlevig and Kubly are well. Trebs was in the hospital for a while with some shrapnel in his leg but should be out by now.
The Jap planes are pretty active today but I expect they will hum a different tune when the U. S. starts marching the other way.
I always wonder if God would make me undergo some great trial for my sins and determining my worth to his Kingdom. I hope and pray with all my heart he shall not find me lacking in any respect. I read the 23rd Psalm, the 91st Psalm a lot and also the 14th chapter of John. I have found so many comforting things there and am really beginning to find out how little I knew about some of the things in my Testament.
I sincerely hope this finds you all well. This is a big job of course but at a time like this no one must shirk responsibility and every one must do their best to get this thing over with and help make this a pleasant world.
May God bless you all and keep you constantly under His care. Some day, some where we will be together again and may God bless the day and grant that wherever it may be that it shall be to His glory. With all my love and best wishes forever.
Your Loving Son
On March 12, 1942, during the Battle of Bataan, Leroy met with the commanding officer of A Company and received a battlefield commission as a second lieutenant. With the commission, came a transfer to C Company. He would remain with C Company until the surrender.
Leroy suffered from sores that covered his hands and arms. It was believed this illness was a result of the poor diet that the defenders of Bataan had.
On April 9, 1942, at
6:45 .M., the tankers heard the order
"crash." Most of the tank crews circled
their tanks and fired an armor piercing shell
into another tanks engine. dropped hand
grenades into the tanks.
It was while a POW at Camp O'Donnell that Leroy was credited with saving the life of Sgt. Lewis Wallisch. Wallisch was in the camp hospital. Knowing that if Wallisch stayed in the hospital he would most likely die, Leroy convinced Wallisch to go out on a work detail with him. So the Japanese would think Wallisch was healthy enough to work, Leroy helped him walk out of the camp.
On the work detail, Leroy and the other POWs recovered disabled vehicles as scrap metal. Since the cars and trucks did not run, the POWs would tie them together with rope and tow them behind an operational vehicle. Each man, would steer one of the vehicles that was tied together by rope.
When the scrap metal detail ended, Leroy was sent to Cabanatuan #1. This camp was opened to replace Camp O'Donnell. He remained in the camp for ten days before being sent to Cabanatuan. It is known that he was in the camp hospital immediately after arriving in the camp. According to medical records from the camp hospital, he was tested for tuberculosis on June 6th. The results were negative, but no date of discharge was given. He spent another two and one half years in the camp and lived in Barracks #9, Group II, Company VII. It was during this time, that Leroy became good friends and bunk mates with 2nd Lt. Jacques Merrifield. Merrifield had been a Illinois National Guardmen assigned to HQ C Company, 192nd Tank Battalion. At some point, during his time in the camp, Leroy contracted malaria.
Leroy was placed in charge of an enlisted men's barracks at the camp. From what is known, he was well liked by the men. He was known to always have a smile on his face. His men knew that if they heard him singing, he was in a good mood.
During this time, Leroy worked in the camp kitchen. This was a desirable job since the POWs doing it got extra food. Leroy's job was to collect wood to be used for cooking. It was also while he was held as a POW at Cabanatuan that Scoops and Jacques Merrifield of B Company, 192nd Tank Battalion, became best friends. The two men became bunkmates. What this meant is that they would keep watch over each others possessions while the other man worked.
With two other officers
from the battalion, Leroy and Merrifield grew
vegetables to supplement their regular
meals. To do this, the men scrounged
plant seeds from wherever they could get
them. The extra food helped Leroy to
maintain his health.
September 25, 1944, Leroy and his friend, Jack
Merrifield, were sent to Bilibid Prison.
There was an inspections and the POWs received
a breakfast of a piece of cornbread and
rice. They were loaded onto six trucks
with 50 men put on each one which made the
ride uncomfortable. They were packed so
tightly, they had to stand.
A.M. on their way to the prison, the POWs saw
to large formations of American planes which
was the fifth or sixth straight day they had
seen American planes. The trucks stopped
and the POWs were fed, but they were not
allowed off the trucks. The POWs made
their way to the side of the truck to
urinate. They arrived at Bilibid at 4:00
On December 12, 1944, the POWs heard rumors that a detail was being sent out. On December 13th, the POWs whose names were posted were awakened at 4:00 A.M. At 7:30, roll call was started and took until 9:00 A.M. to finish. The POWs names appeared on a roster. They went through what was a farce of an inspection. They were told cigarettes, soap, and salt would be issued. The POWs were also told that they would also receive a meal to eat and one to take with them.
The prisoners were allowed to roam the compound until they were told to fall-in at 11:30 A.M of December 14th. At that time, they were organized into detachments of 100 men, fed a meal, and marched to Pier 7 in Manila which was about two miles away. During the march down Luzon Boulevard, the POWs saw that the street cars had stopped running and many things were in disrepair.
The Americans saw that the American bombers were doing a job on the Japanese transports. There were at least forty wrecked ships in the bay. When the POWs reached Pier 7, it too was in disarray. There were three ships docked at the pier. One was a old run down ship, the other two were large and in good shape. They soon discovered one of the two nicer ships was their ship.
It was at this time that Leroy was allowed to sit down.
At 5:00 P.M., the other POWs boarded the Oryoku
Maru for transport to Japan.
The high ranking officers were the first put
into the ship's afthold. Being the first
on meant that they would suffer many
deaths. Leroy was put into the ship's rear hold
with his friend Jack Merrifield. 800 POWs
were put in the hold and were then fed fish and
barley. The sides of the hold had two tiers
of bunks that went around its diameter. The
POWs near the hatch used anything they could find
to fan the air to the POWs further away from
heat was so bad that men soon began to pass
out. One survivor said, "The fist fights began
when men began to pass out. We knew
that only the front men in bay would be able
to get enough air." The
POWs who were closer to the hold's hatch used
anything they could find to fan air toward those
further away from it.
The ship left Manila at 8:00 P.M. but spent most
of the night in Manila Bay. At 10:00 P.M.,
the Japanese interpreter threatened to have the
guards fire into the holds unless the POWs
stopped screaming. Some of the POWs fell
silent because they were exhausted, and others
because they had died. One major of the
26th Cavalry stated the man next to him had lost
his mind. Recalling the conversation he
had with the man he said,
"Worst was the man who had gone mad but
would not sit still. One kept
pestering me, pushing a mess kit against my
chest, saying, 'Have some of this chow? It's
good.' I smelled of it, it was not
chow. 'All right' he said, 'If you don't want it.
I'm going to eat it.' And a little later I
heard him eating it , right beside me."
received their first meal at dawn. Meals on
the ship consisted of a little rice, fish, some
water, and three fourths of a cup of water was
shared by 20 POWs. It was 8:00 A.M., off the
coast of Luzon, and the POWs had just finished
eating breakfast when they heard the sound of
guns. At first, they thought the gun crews
were just drilling, because they had not heard any
planes. It was only when the first bomb hit
in the water and the ship shook that they knew it
was not a drill.
At 4:30 in the afternoon, the ship went through
the worse attack on it. It was hit at least
three times by bombs on its bridge and
stern. Most of the POWs, who were wounded,
were wounded by ricocheting bullets and shrapnel
from exploding bombs. During the attack
Chaplain Cummings, a Catholic priest, led the POWs
in the Our Father. As they prayed, the bombs
that exploded near the ship sent torrents of water
over the ship.
In the hold the POWs crowded together.
Chips of rust fell on them from the
ceiling. After the raid, they took care of
the wounded before the next attack
started. A Catholic priest, Fr. John
Duffy, began praying, "Father forgive them.
They know not what they do."
The Japanese guards and interpreter had
abandoned ship, but the ship's captain remained
on board. He told the POWs in his limited
English that they needed to get off the ship to
safety. The POWs made their way over the
side and into the water. As they swam to
shore, the Japanese fired at them, with machine
guns, to prevent them from escaping.
On January 9, 1945, as the ship sat docked in the harbor, it also came under attack by American planes. During the attack, the POWs watched three bombs fall toward the ship. They could do nothing but watch to see where the bombs would hit. One bomb exploded in the hold that Leroy and Merrifield were in on the ship. Merrifield was on the other end of the hold and was not wounded, but Leroy was.
Leroy's right leg and foot were torn to pieces by the bomb. He was cared for by medics, but since they had almost no medical supplies, there was not much they could do for him. With the other surviving POWs, Leroy was placed on the Brazil Maru.
It was on this ship that 2nd Lt. Leroy A. Scoville died of his wounds the morning of Wednesday, January 24, 1945. Before he died, he asked Robert Boehm, of A Company, to give his parents his last possession. He had lost everything else in the sinking of the Oryoku Maru. According to Jack Merrifield, LeRoy Scoville died at sea, and his remains were thrown overboard.
Since his remains were lost at sea, the name of 2nd Lt. Leroy A. Scoville appears on the Tablets of the Missing at the American Military Cemetery outside of Manila.