HIS MEMORY DOTH LIVE

ALTHOUGH HE SLEEPS, HIS MEMORY DOTH LIVE 

by Rory Morgan   

On June 18, 1917, a twenty-six year-old Easton schoolteacher named Herbert Henry Eichlin and his wife, Helen, became the parents of twins. They named the girl Dorothy and the boy Herbert Henry Eichlin, Jr., after his father. The family was then living at 123 North 13^th Street; by 1920 they had relocated to 1317 Butler Street. The 1930 Census listed the family’s home at 2 South 11^th Street.

When young Herbert and his sister graduated from Easton High School in 1934, they had acquired the nicknames Bud and Dot. The yearbook for 1934 lists Bud as a member of the Hi-Y organization and the Swim Team, with a future plan of attending Lafayette College. His picture shows pleasant features and conveys an air of maturity across the decades. He is described as having the qualities of “congeniality” and “intelligence” and is praised as being the “ideal boy.”

He did become a member of Lafayette’s Class of 1938. His time there was short; after one year, he secured a spot at the United States Military Academy at West Point, NY, in the Class of 1939. In a memorial article written by one of his Academy roommates, Bud is described as a “fine man to live with.” He is further described as a “soldier and a man all the way through.”

After graduating from the Academy in 1939, Bud selected the 31^st Infantry Regiment for his first assignment. The 31^st,  although stationed in the tropical Philippines, carried the nickname of the “Polar Bears”, reflecting an obscure assignment in Siberia twenty years before. The regiment was posted in the vicinity of Manila, capital city of the country. Like Pearl Harbor in Hawaii, pre-war Manila was a desirable place to be stationed, offering the young officers and enlisted men of the US military an exotic experience. Sadly, December of 1941 transformed the lush tropical settings of both Pearl Harbor and Manila into places of death and destruction.

Within hours of the Pearl Harbor attack on December 7, Japanese planes appeared over the Philippines, followed over the next several weeks by significant ground forces. The 31^st Infantry, along with the other US and Philippine forces, moved from the Manila area to the Bataan Peninsula. During this time, Bud was assigned to the regiment’s headquarters, despite his desire to be part of a line unit. Eventually, he got his wish; he was promoted to the rank of Captain and was assigned to command a combat company in March, 1942. It was not a good situation for the young officer; grave supply problems, serious illnesses and combat had left the company badly equipped and undermanned. By April the regiment was wrecked. The surviving men were starving and sick; surrender was inevitable; it came for 70,000 American and Filipino personnel on April 9,1942. 

Surrender brought no relief. What followed the surrender was the infamous “Bataan Death March,” when the Japanese sent thousands of prisoners, primarily American and Filipino, on a sixty-mile hike to a former Philippine Army facility known as Camp O’Donnell. The conditions on the march were cruel. Some of those who could not keep up were simply killed. Some prisoners were beheaded; a few were reportedly buried alive. There was virtually no food or water available in the 100-degree heat.

Camp O’Donnell itself was scarcely better. There was little or no clean water or medicine. Malaria and dysentery were rampant. Approximately 1,500 to 2,000 Americans died in the course of a few months. The deaths among the Filipino prisoners were in the tens of thousands. In the early summer of 1942, the Japanese began to scale down Camp O’Donnell and send the prisoners to other facilities. Bud was moved to a prisoner camp at Cabanatuan; by then he had been infected with both dysentery and malaria, and had lost seventy pounds. 

(Bud was not the only Eastonian at the Cabanatuan prison camp; a high school classmate, Theodore "Teddy" Rosenberg, was also there. When the war began, he was a civilian employee at a U.S. Navy base and was captured. He was liberated in January, 1945, when American Rangers raided the prison camp.)

By late 1944, the Japanese realized that American forces were steadily progressing toward the Philippines as they crossed the Pacific, one island at a time. They began to ship the American prisoners from Cabanatuan and other camps to Japan. On December 12, 1944, Bud and other prisoners were herded onto the Oryoku Maru, a cargo vessel that would become known to history as one of the Japanese “hell ships.” Survivors’ descriptions made it clear that conditions there were as bad or worse than anything that they had experienced previously. Their situation became markedly worse on December 14-15, when the ship was attacked and sunk near the Philippine coast by American planes; the pilots saw only a Japanese ship that they assumed to be hauling cargo, not Allied prisoners.

The survivors of the Oryoku Maru were split between two other vessels: the Enoura Maru and the Brazil Maru. Bud was aboard the Enoura. Before it left the harbor to start for Japan, it too was attacked by American planes. A number of the prisoners were killed. The survivors, including the wounded Bud, were transferred to the Brazil Maru. On January 29, 1945, the ship reached Moji, Japan - but Bud Eichlin was not on board. Sometime around January 27, his persistent dysentery, the lack of food and water on the ship or the effect of his wounds brought his death. The body of Easton High School’s “ideal boy” of 1934 was committed to the China Sea. Of the 1600+ prisoners who had originally boarded the Onyoku Maru, only about 250 reached Japan.

There were survivors of these horrible events; thanks to their efforts to preserve history, we know the fates of Bud and many others. Just about everyone who actually laid eyes on Bud Eichlin during his life has passed on; soon the rest will be gone.  But he will not be forgotten as long as people wander the grounds of Easton Cemetery.

In 1946, Herbert Eichlin, Sr., in the saddest duty that a father can perform, handled the estate of his son. He took care to ensure that Bud would be remembered; he bought a plot in Easton Cemetery that no shovel will disturb, located along the stone wall heading toward the Mausoleum. He bought a fine marker – including an attractive stone bench - for $949. It’s inscribed with some details of Bud’s life and death, and with the traditional phrase, “Although he sleeps, his memory doth live.”  If you pass by it, stop for a moment and remember that Bud and so many other soldiers, sailors, fliers and Marines faced the cost of freedom – and paid the bill for us.