4.5 stars. An amazing story of survival. Remarkable too that this book was published in 2010, when Alistair Urquhart was in his 90th year. His memory still vivid and alive enough to recount his experiences, he has left us with an incredible memoir detailing the horrific treatment he received at the hands of the Japanese. From the introduction……
I was lucky to survive capture in Singapore and to come out of the jungle alive after 750 days as a slave on the ‘Death Railway’ and the bridge over the river Kwai. Surviving my ordeal in the hellship Kachidoki Maru and, after we were torpedoed, five days adrift alone in the South China Sea, perhaps stretched my luck. So too my close shave with the atomic bomb, when I was struck by the blast of the A-bomb dropped on Nagasaki.
Full on, and to think he lived to the ripe old age of 97. Amazing. He goes on to explain that the reason he and others have remained silent for so long was to spare loved ones, and especially himself, from the distress and torment that the memories bring back. Also all survivors signed agreements with the government that they would not discuss the war crimes they witnessed……
During the Cold War those of us who survived became an embarrassment to the British and American governments, which turned a blind eye to Japanese war crimes in their desire to forge alliances against China and Russia.
Be warned this is not an easy book to read. The pain and suffering of Urquhart and fellow prisoners is gruesome at times. In appalling conditions, virtually all of them experienced tropical ulcers, dysentery, persistent diarrhoea, beriberi as well as broken bones and limbs as a result of the savage beatings from the Japanese (and Korean) guards. They ended up like walking skeletons and it’s hard to fathom how any of them made it through.
So how did Urquhart survive unimaginable hardship, pain and suffering? No doubt he did have some luck. It also helped that he was in pretty good physical condition. He was a good track and field athlete, a strong swimmer and an accomplished ballroom dancer. At the worse times he would invoke memories of a happy childhood and his loved ones. One of his main strategies was to remain somewhat of a loner. He noticed many men found the going easier by teaming up with another prisoner, sharing food and water, work, their life stories and becoming good mates. But if one of them died, which was often the case, the partner was heartbroken and went soon after….Once you got started with sentimentality and grief you were a goner. It was a selfish tactic but I was desperate to survive.
An important reason that Alistair Urquhart wanted to write his memoir was that he is dismayed and angry with the Japanese government for denying the atrocities that were committed in WWII. I admit to some bias here but my experience of being with my Japanese wife for nearly 20 years, knowing her parents who are both still alive and who were actually in Nagasaki the day the A-bomb was dropped, and of my wife’s Japanese friends and their families, is that there is indeed an awareness of what happened and great sadness and shame associated with that. True it’s not often talked about and also what students learn in school may not tell all of the grizzly details but I believe this is because of the shame brought about by discussing it. In many ways Japan is a shame based culture and most people prefer not to talk about what happened in WWII simply because it is shameful. Don’t let the silence and the sometimes questionable statements and actions from the Japanese government fool you that ordinary people don’t know what happened or that they deny what happened. Having said this though, I do understand the horror Urquhart experienced made him bitter and angry towards the Japanese.
I would have liked to hear a bit more about his life after the war, only the last 10-20 pages were dedicated to this. But that's a minor complaint, Alistair Urquhart is an inspirational person and this is a very well told and incredible survival story.