December 7th, 1941
Today, sixty-five years ago, our nation was upheaved with great shock at the news of a horrible catastrophe at a U.S. Naval Base in Hawii. The Japanese Imperal Army bomed Pearl Harbor, killing 2,403 Americans: 2,335 servicemen and 68 civilians also hitting 17 warships and destroying 188 aricraft.
I feel so inadequate writing about this. How do I know what I'm talking about? I wasn't there. I can't possibly imagine what it must have been like, how it must have felt. Peace was over, America was in WWII. I didn't have a father, brother, or husband in the war. I never had to receive a dreaded telegram from the War Department. How could I dare to act like I know what I'm talking about! But that's not why I'm writing this. This is the least I can do, but praise the Lord I can do it! I can remember this day, this war, those men & women-- my great-grandparents-- I can glean from their successes, thier mistakes, I can learn from history. May this generation look back...just pause for one instant...from this busy life of today, and hear the people talking from down the corridors of time. Hear them laughing & crying, singing & and moaning and listen to what they have to say. What they have learned and what we can learn from them. May we ever draw near to God and He will draw near to us. May America bless God as God blesses America.
Here's to the men & women I never met and to the ones I have. Although I may never have known them, I feel as if we've always been friends. I am greatful for what they have done for me, for America.
The forward magazines of the USS Arizona exploded after it was hit by a bomb dropped by Tadashi Kusumi.
Memorial Service for men killed during the Japanese attack on NAS Kaneohe.
My great-grandparents. 
1 comments:
Wonderfully said!! ><>
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