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Livio "Ollie" Olivotti

Story of Liveo “Ollie” Olivotti, as told by his wife of nearly 50 years, Harriet

Liveo, or “Ollie” was born in Merrill, Wisconsin on January 27, 1921.  He attended local schools, and after high school, he joined the National Guard, and then the Army Air Force.  Near the end of training as an aircraft mechanic at Chanute Fields, Illinois, he heard that they were taking volunteers for the Philippines and he wanted to travel and go to college (courtesy of the US Army Air Force) so he signed up – sailed out of New York on the USS Grant and landed in Manila, but soon was sent to Clark Field – that was 1940.  After the Japanese bombed Clark Field – Dec ’41, they stayed and tried to get some planes together, but on December 24th, they were ordered to the Barrio (train station) and rode all night – they didn’t know they were retreating to the Bataan Peninsula.  Now he lived in a hole in the ground, with a blanket for a bed.  They were constantly bombed, and had only one meal a day.  He celebrated his 21st birthday there in January 1942.  On April 9, 1942 he heard they had surrendered, so several of them headed for the hills and found a medical supply dump.  He found a cartridge belt and filled the pockets with medicines – things they would need for malaria, etc.  While scavenging there, they looked up and were surrounded by Japanese with American 45 pistols.  All the Americans were unarmed and the Japanese took anything of value – watches, rings, anything gold, but not his medicines.  They joined the “death march”.  When they were able to get water, Ollie would put some iodine pills in it because he knew the water was contaminated.  Food was a handful of rice.  The march for him was eleven days, and 5 handfuls of rice the whole time.

He saw hideous things – a native on his knees in praying position, his head lying on the ground beside him.  Some Americans would lose their minds and run for water, only to be killed by the guards.  They would also shoot down both sides of the column so the GIs wouldn’t step out of line.  First stop Camp O’Donnell.  Ollie saw a truck with men and tools so he jumped on – he wanted to get away from  the crowded conditions.  He was taken to build a bridge in Japan.  He could bathe in muddy water, and sleep in a school house on a wooden floor.  Some prisoners cooked, so they had food.  Here he has an attack of malaria , and the guard had him go sit on the grass.  Ollie took a whole handful of all the pills – next thing he knew the guard was waking him to walk back to the school house.  He never had another attach of malaria all his life!  One night a prisoner escaped and the guards took 5 men that slept on each side of him and shot them, making the other prisoners watch.

Next stop, Cabanatuan.  Here Ollie was on burial detail.  He lost his best friend, Norman Clegg of Chicago, there, but they got a bun to eat, full of weevils, but food!

Next to Manila, October 8, 1942.  They boarded the Tottori Maru and sailed to Formosa.  Uneventful except the captain or "skipper" turned into the line of fire after the American submarine the "Grenadine" sent 2 torpedoes toward the ship. so the torpedoes went along side of the ship and "we were never hit."  Everyone was sick from the soup, it tasted like soap.  So on top of everything else, they all had dysentery.  The railing became the bathroom.  At Formosa, the ship and all the prisoners had to be hosed down.

Always volunteering, the call came for 5 men to carry some buckets.  Ollie slipped on the wet gangplank and broke his shoulder.  Moaning and groaning in agony, sick with dysentery  & beriberi, a Catholic priest gave him his last rights.  Soon an American, Dr. Shabart, came and set his arm and in a few days the pain was gone.   The problem was the lice running up and down the canvas and wood splint.

Later he arrived in Mukden.  Because of his arm, he was sent to work in the kitchen at the MKK - Manchuria Tool and Die Factory.  The only brush with the japanese was when he forgot his precious soap and went back to retrieve it when "tinko" lights out was called and he got caught.  Has solitary confinement in a 7x7 cell for about 2 weeks, standing at attention all day.  Ollie thinks that because a high ranking officer was coming to visit, he was let out of the cage.  Every night they were stripped and searched for contraband, even at 20 degrees below zero (outside in the snow).

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