Battle of Manila
My great, great, Uncle who fought in the
Spanish-American War, although this was
long before my time I was proud, my hero…
As told to me, he was in the Battle
of Manila, he lost his life on March 30, 1899
in this Battle…
Sending all the bodies of the heroes who
fell on the Manila battlefield were brought
to their respective homes…
The boy who gave his life for his
country in the Spanish and Philippine
Wars, arrived in Osceola Monday
at 10:45 a.m. for burial near his
family home…
War is a terrible thing, but freedom
Is not free and it is a must!
By Sandra Lea Hoban
©2012
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