Monday, December 07, 2009

U.S. Remembers The Day

Sunday, December 7, 1941

Commemorating the forever altered lives of so many

…some of us recall the day

…some of us recall our parents describing the day

…some of us recall a school history book account of the day

The horrors of war had once more been set in motion.

My deepest gratitude to all those whose lives were sacrificed then and later
so our families could survive in a continuing free nation.


  1. I recall the day vividly. Our radio broadcast the horrific news of Pearl Harbor and there was shocked silence in our home. I can remember the look on the faces of my family staring in disbelief. I don't think the news really sank in for a few minutes. It couldn't happen, it was unreal. And then the dogs of war were unleashed on our country and life was never the same.

  2. Excellent writing! It was also the day my mother turned Sweet Sixteen. She never talked about it and I don't blame her.

  3. This was a few years before me, but my dad was a Navy man and I remember hearing my relatives talk about it a little when I was older. Nice post JoAnn...

  4. I recall the day itself. It was a Sunday, December 7, 1941. I was eleven years old and hardly knew what "this day will live in infamy" meant to all our lives. My three brothers went off to war and thankfully they all came back home unharmed.

    Somehow, with Franklin Roosevelt as the calm voice of reason and encouragement,we all pulled together and came out on the otherside on VE and VJ days.

    And peace. Whatever happened to the concept of peace?

    This is Chancy. I couldn't post in any other way.

  5. Thanks to each of you for sharing your experience of Pearl Harbor Day, as we've sometimes referred to December 7th. The common thread whenever any reference to war arises is the expression of a desire for peace. I think we all wonder if we'll ever see the day when peace comes to stay.