Remember Dec. 7, 1941
Shortly after 8 a.m. a young sailor raced up the stairway which led out to the main deck of the Battleship Arizona. Carrying his baseball glove, the sailor raced down the gangway stairs and onto the pier. He was late, but made it to the fields several hundred yards away where the inter-ship baseball games had just started. He gazed up and out into the bay to see an unusual sight of fighter planes in formation entering the area and turning towards Battleship Row. The date was December 7, 1941; the place was Honolulu, Hawaii. Thus began what is now known as the Day of Infamy.
The young sailor was my uncle. He survived that horrific day and went on to see the surrender by Japan on the deck of the U.S.S. Missouri which today rests at that site as a war memorial. It would be good for us to take a moment and remember the over 1,800 servicemen and women who died that day so long ago.
God bless America, and God bless our troops.