Sixty five years ago my dad, uncle and grandparents were just waking up in a beach house in Haleiwa, Honolulu to the sound of Japanese Zeros. Haleiwa is on the north side of Honolulu Island and many of the planes crossed over on their way to Pearl Harbor. My grandfather was a navel officer and new something was wrong. He borrowed a neighbors car and heard for Pearl Harbor. According to a letter my grandmother wrote, he was gone for at least a week. He ended up spending most the the war patrolling the Aleutian Islands.
Please remember the the 2,900 sailors who lost their lives on the 7th day of December.
For more information, visit http://www.history.navy.mil/photos/events/wwii-pac/pearlhbr/pearlhbr.htm.
JohnF
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