So sad...all those young men. Makes me so grateful to be an American. We have so many heroes out there protecting our shores! I visited Pearl Harbor as a child and I still remember it vividly. What an incredible place! Hope you're having a wonderful week Pamela!
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I am SO glad you posted something about Pearl Harbor, and specifically this hero. It gave me such pause to stand over that battleship and watch that oil bubble to the top...almost as those a message was being sent up. Thank you for remembering and reminding us.
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They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old: Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning We will remember them.
I've been to the Arizona and felt so humbled by the experience. My Grandpa (98 yrs old) is one of the oldest living Pearl Harbor Survivors. Of course, he still remembers that day and has told many stories. Thank you for remembering Pearl Harbor Day and for your cousins's sacrifice. :)
According to another blogger I just read, we used to remember Pearl Harbor heroes by urging Americans to "Work, Fight, Sacrifice." -- Can you imagine anyone doing any of those today?
Marnie: I wondered if there was anyone out there still remembering him today. AJ: I feel spoiled and ungrateful Swampy: I want to go there very much WT: I loved that comment Sue: please write about Grandpa (or have you and I just need to go back to that post) Jenny: On the 50th anniversary I read so many stories - and I was amazed at the heroic living and dying Jodi: And the old "wisemen" sit around and think they are "wise" Walker: Sacrifice is left to the military today. I recall my parents talking about the things they had to give up during the 2nd World War. The rest of us are spoiled and indulgent. Pam: Thanks. It was something I wanted for my kids and grandkids to have
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Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.
From the Fallen by Laurence Binyon.
My Grandpa (98 yrs old) is one of the oldest living Pearl Harbor Survivors.
Of course, he still remembers that day and has told many stories.
Thank you for remembering Pearl Harbor Day and for your cousins's sacrifice.
:)
He still is one.
They were all so young...
Great quote by WT.
Incredible post Pamela. Incredible.
♥Pam
AJ: I feel spoiled and ungrateful
Swampy: I want to go there very much
WT: I loved that comment
Sue: please write about Grandpa (or have you and I just need to go back to that post)
Jenny: On the 50th anniversary I read so many stories - and I was amazed at the heroic living and dying
Jodi: And the old "wisemen" sit around and think they are "wise"
Walker: Sacrifice is left to the military today. I recall my parents talking about the things they had to give up during the 2nd World War. The rest of us are spoiled and indulgent.
Pam: Thanks. It was something I wanted for my kids and grandkids to have
I thought about Pearl Harbor a lot yesterday.......
I thought about Pearl Harbor a lot yesterday.......
If you can email me my address is:
ajeans@strongpipkin.com
Thanks.