This is a remarkable story. Many of us who are old enough to remember the 1940´s, and who spent the last war in this country, in Europe or in North Africa, may think that all those years ago we had a rough time, but our discomforts were absolutely nothing compared with the almost unbelievable conditions in which those who were unlucky enough to be captured in the Far East lived, and many died.
Jack Symon says that he was one of the lucky ones, and he was although there must have been times when he and his colleagues felt that death itself might be a relief. How anyone managed to survive the starvation, cholera, malaria, dysentry, ringworm and so many other diseases, and above all the ill-treatment by the Japanese captors is almost incredible.
Fifty years on, this is part of history, but it is right that we should be reminded of the terrible experiences which so many of our compatriots suffered.
These dreadful happenings must never be forgotten. Rightly, Jack Symon dedicates his story to those who died, and in so doing he makes his contribution to posterity.
Colonel G.S.H. Dicker. CBE, TD, DL, DCL