Letters and Postcards written by John Slater, 1942-1945 - Part 1










CPL J.C. SLATER 7950
ARMOURED CAR COY.
F.M.S.V.F MALAYA
26th January 1942.
My Dearest Anne,
I do hope you have not been worrying
about me but I can assure you that I am safe & well & I
miss you terribly; more than I ever thought it possible.
I did not know of your departure until just
recently & today I received back, letters that I had written
to you. Today I sent you a cable telling you to call
at the Melbourne branch of the Bank of New South Wales
where I have had sent all our savings etc. & I would
advise you to open an account there as I have arranged
that the monthly allowance from the F.th. D. government
be paid into that bank. However, if you desire to collect
this monthly allowance in person, you can do by
seeing the F.th.S. representative at 61 HUNTER ST. SYDNEY.
I am enclosing a copy of a letter to the Provident Fund
which I want you to post to the address in England just in case
the original goes astray. Do not cable for the money
unless you really need it, as this represents everything we
have left to start out anew after this mess has been cleaned
up.
I know just how much you must be suffering, not
knowing where or how I am, but rest assured, Sweetheart,
that when we are together again, I will try & make up
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for it all. Don't even doubt that I still love you, my
Darling, I get so very few opportunities to write, but I
do look forward to receiving a note from you, however
small. You do not know how much it helps.
I would like you to stay with Aileen if possible, being
so far south, for you to be away from possible trouble, however
remote.
Do write & tell me of your trip down. Did Ruby
go with you?
Well Sweetheart, I must close now as there is a
job of work to be done before the light fails, so do keep
your chin up for my sake & remember me in your
prayers.
All my fondest love, my soon Dearest Wife.
Always
Yours
John
CPL. J.C. SLATER 7950
ARMOURED CAR COY. F.M.S.V.F.,
MALAYA.
5th February, 1945
My Darling wife,
I hope that by the time you are feeling your
normal self & that you are taking the opportunity of having
a quiet rest after all the excitement of getting home. |
I am well, but miss you terribly & long to be with you
again; At night I lay awake thinking of you & wondering
what you are doing & reliving our good times together.
I used to consider myself a rather independent person, but
now I feel as though only half of me here & that half
rather unwillingly.
Of my war experienced I will not write, except to tell
you that I have have been extremely fortunate to get through safely
& that our unit has done some very good work, so pray
that we may be together & enjoy a just peace & appreciate
that which be considered "humdrum" before.
Well, Sweetheart, that appeared to be a rather miserable
letter so I'd better try a cheerier note.
What did you manage to salvage from Bata Gayah?
Did you get any of my cameras away & my wrist watch?
I know you did not have an opportunity to send much,
anyway, Anne Darling, be started from scratch before & we
can do it again, so just look forward to the time when
we can start climbing the ladder together once again.
Give my kind regards to Aileen, Brian and Little John.
I suspect you noticed a big difference when you saw him
again. Did he remember you?
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Darling, I have not got a photograph of you, all my
snaps were left at B. Gayah, so please do send one of
yourself so that I may have something concrete.
If I have an opportunity of doing so, I will get one
of myself to send to you.
Bob Veitch has rejoined us after having a rather short
leave in Sydney which he enjoyed & sends his regards.
Max MacCracken is missing & Ray Haulton has rejoined
us having recovered from his wounds. Rv Mills is slowly
recovering & will not be back with us for a while.
Two of the chaps in the car with me were just marred
recently & are now busy trying to get their wives away.
There are many humorous moments to relieve the tension &
they're a fin lot of chaps in this unit. Of course there are
moments when tempers are not of the best, including yours (??)
but these outbursts are soon forgotten.
Anne Darling, do you miss me much? I know that
there could never be anyone but you & you are always in
my thoughts, so keep your chin up, Sweetheart & here's
hoping that this mess will soon be cleaned up.
This is all the news for the present, so do write
soon & let me know everything. Did you receive my letter
& cable regarding money.
Cheerio for the time being, Darling do not
worry. All my love
Always
your own
John
Somewhere in Thailand
Near the Burma Border.
31st October 1944
My Dear Dearest & Darling Anne,
I have decided to write
this just in case I do not come through this
awful mess & hope that in some way, this letter
will eventually reach you and you will have some
idea of what has happened to me during all these
months. I will be writing this over quite a period
of days, so before I go further I want you
to know that I love you more than anything else
in this world & that every night I pray that you
may be comforted and that you do not fret or grieve,
so Darling, no matter what happens, just go on
being your own happy self & take the best life has
to offer you. This is my wish.
Well Darling, this is just a rough outline of what
happened after I last saw you at Ipoh aerodrome:-
Two came of the Ipoh section set off again for Grik
but by the time we arrived on the scene, we were being
pushed back by the Japs & after some patrol work on
our part we were ordered to Taiping to join
the 11th Division H.Q. but on arriving in Taiping
we found everyone retreating & so had to
come back to Kuala Kangsar where we just
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had to wait around at H.Q. in case we were
required. After two days of this we had to retreat to
Ipoh where we spent the night at the Volunteer men
together with a regular unit of signallers; here we
had our first reasonably decent meal for over a
week. Next morning (about December 21st) the Jap bombers
came over & caught our ammunition train standing
in the goods yard, just about 300 yards from where
we were parked. There was about 300 tons of
explosives (shells, bombs & ammunitions) on this train
& the stuff went off with a terrific noise & continued
without a stop all day, it was "hell let loose", all
we could do was crawl underneath our cars &
dodge the falling shrapnel & shell cans.
Just on dusk we were able to get out of
our awkward position & retire to a house
just north of Ipoh where we spent two
nights & then came back through Ipoh town
& parked at the side of the main road south.
On Christmas Eve we caught a turkey & Bill
Banrron, Max McCracken & Phil Glover cooked it
together with some tinned peas & potatoes that we had
managed to "scrounge" & so we all had quite a
decent feed for a change. Christmas Day was quite
dull with just occasional patrol. Boxing Day we
caught another Turkey & had another feed. On
27th Dec we had to get out of Ipoh & return to
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Kampan where we spent most of our time dodging
bombs & patrolling by roadd. On the morning of 31st
December we were patrolling several miles out in
front of the "Front line" & when we started to return
ran right into a Jap ambush. The first on containing
Jack Lamb, Jack Bxxxxrain and Pearson got through with
only two punctures & not casualties, the next car,
Ray Maneton driving, Lieut Mills at the guard & myself
at the Wireless ran into the first ambush where an
armour piercing bullet came through & caught Roy
through both wrists & as I was sitting alongside, I had
to take the steering wheel with my right hand & whilst Roy
operated the foot controls with his feet, by this time
we had gone on another half mile when we ran
into another ambush & this time another bullet
came through just missing me & getting Lieut Mills
in the back, as after struggling on another three
miles we reached the front line with the engine
just about finished, the gear box smashed & the
foot brake shot away, both Ray & Lieut Mills being
rushed to hospital. There were 44 strikes on the car
only two succeeding in getting inside the car &
extremely lucky. The third car, containing Sgt.
Milne, Max McCracken & Barron was never
seen or heard of again, so I don't know what
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happened to them. There is still a possibility of their
turning up again after the war, but a very slight
one I am afraid. I was left in charge of the
remainder of our unit which consisted of one car,
one supply truck & one motor cycle, the damaged
car being handed over for repair. I was ordered
by H.Q. to return to Kuala Lumpur to get reinforcements
so off I set, being dive bombed on the way &
arrived in K.L. just on midnight New Years Eve,
thoroughly worn out, where after making my report
& getting something to eat I turned in and had the
best night's sleep I had had for weeks. New Years
Day I dashed to the Post Office & sent you a telegram
not knowing that you had left Singapore two
days before. The next day I was given the
command of two armoured cars & ordered to
proceed to Port Dickson on Coastal patrol,
this was really a post [[??]], because nothing
happened & after six days I was recalled to
K.Lumpur where I joined forces with the
rest of the Am'd Cars, making a total strength
of 10 & we then went into action in
the Klang district without any loss to ourselves.
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We then retreated to Port Dickson, thence to Malacca,
Segamat, Batu Pahat, Benut, (where we lost 3 cars
but only 6 men, but we eventually heard that they were
all prisoners of war in K. Lumpur, amongst them was
Bill Dunne at whose house you stayed in K.L.)
Retreated to Pontian Kechil, finally arriving in S'pore
Island on the 31st January & after being bombed, shelled
& under rifle fire for days, on Friday 13th February,
two large shells landed amongst us & I collected a piece of
shrapnel in the thigh. There were five of us, Bob
Veitch in the leg, Les, Best in the chest, Peter Lucy in the
arm & Dave Alexander in the leg.
Les Best died that night in Alexandra Hospital, we
were all taken to this hospital. The next day, without
any warning, the Japs swarmed into the hospital
owing to the fact that Indian troops retreated through
the hospital, firing on the enemy as they did so. In
the heat of the battle, the Japs killed quite a lot of patients
& hospital orderlies, among the patients was poor Bob
Veitch, only three weeks after he arrived back
from his shortened leave in Australia. On
Sunday 15th Feb about 6pm., Singapore was in
the hands of the Japs. I will not dwell on the
6xx horrible conditions in the hospital, sufficient to
say that I will not forget them to my dying day. The
following Sunday, 22nd Feb., I had recovered sufficiently, able
to walk, but the shrapnel still in my thigh & was ordered
to march 18 miles to the Changi prisoner of War Camp.
I just staggered into Changi about 5pm. & regained the
other members of the Volunteer Armoured Car Coy. We were
quartered in a small bungalow, 150 of us, I had
lost all of my Kit, the only things I possessed being
the shirt, shorts & boots that I stood up in. I borrowed
a blanket & had to find myself a place on the concrete
floor for the night. The food was terrible, a typical
days ration was as follows:- Breakfast, a plateful
of plain boiled rice & a spoonful of sugar.
Tiffin, more rice & 30 men to one 15 oz tin of fish.
Dinner, more rice with possibly a spoonful of jam
or meat & tea without milk or sugar! We existed
on this at Changi until 14th May when 2,000 of us
was had to march to Singapore to a work camp.
Was in charge of [[142?]] members of the Armoured Cars
(I had been promoted to Sergeant on the 1st Feb.)
We were quartered in rough Attap huts, 200 to our
hut & sleeping on boards. The good was a little
better, we had some vegetables daily, a little flour
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enough to make one small pasty every second day,
& about 2 ozs of meat daily. On this diet we
worked 6 days a week, from 9am - 12 & from
1pm - 5.30pm. We had Thursdays off & the
work was either loading lorries with road metal,
pick & shovel work, mixing concrete or loading
ships or stored with rice in sacks weighing 220 lbs,
& other odd items, of course there were days of
sickness etc., but on the whole I have kept reasonably
decent health. On Monday 12th October we were
ordered to pack up & march to Singapore Railway
Station where we were loaded into steel goods
trucks, 30 & up to 35 men per truck which meant
that there was only sitting room & packed at that,
this included all our Kit which was in the truck with
us. I was in charge of the truck I was in (I had
been promoted to the ^acting rank of Sergeant Major on
the 1st September in order to be able to look after
my men & also have the extra authority as there
were other sergeants under me) this one took
place at 5 p.m. & at 5-30p.m. the train moved off,
our evening meal consisted of three biscuits we
had issued before leaving & one tin of jam between
the 30 of us. We jolted & rattled on all night,
sleep being out of the question; at night the
truck was like a refrigerator & a turkish
bath by day.
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We eventually arrived at Kuala Lumpur station
where we had our first meal at 1pm on the 13th Oct.
This meal consisted of rice & watery vegetable stew
& we also had to get our evening meal onto the train
& this consisted of a small piece of dried fish &
a portion of plain rice. K.L. station looked
particularly dirty & "woebegone". The Indians
& Malaya looking on very silently & stolid &
chinese were conspicuous by their absence.
Our meal over, we were herded back onto the
train & then off on our journey northward. We
passed Rawang where the Japs appeared to have
our [[?dgis?]] going & again at Bida (dark by this
time) Malim Nawar was in darkness, but as
we neared Batu Gajah, I could see the lights
of Kinta Dredge in operation & I could not
help but sigh when I thought of all we had
lost there. We arrived at Ipoh about 1.30 am
where we were allowed a few minutes to stretch our
legs on the platform before moving on.

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