On February 15, 1944, the bombs rained down on Lenger Island, a volcanic peak poking up in Pohnpei’s lagoon. The craters spot the island, like scars of a childhood disease, now lost in the wrinkles of rainforest. We anchored our boat off the remains of the seaplane dock and set off to see the ruins. Lenger is private land, so permission was required to explore. It didn’t take long to find the skeleton of the aircraft hangar; islanders long ago repurposed the metal skin, leaving the bones and forest to entwine. I only found one cathedral in Micronesia – this one.