We fled the sawmill and logging area of my father’s place of work when the invaders wanted my father to continue operating the company under the Japanese Army’s direction. The whole family with my mother and 3 boys author, Nony, then 10, myself then 8 years old and Nestor, who was then 6 years old hid in the jungles of Bicol. The danger became acute when the Japanese started to use paid Filipino hooligans to search for us. We had to flee to our hometown in Central Luzon where we were sure the Filipino traitors could not find us.