December 7, 1941 - Pearl Harbor Day
It was a typical Sunday: morning church, a mid-day Sunday dinner, a bit more elaborate than weekday dinners; or supper, as we usually called our evening meal. Except for the big meal mid-day on Sunday, noon-time meals were usually lunch, with the occasional exception.
Melvin had come to visit in the afternoon. We had a light supper around five-o-clock, and not long afterwards began getting ready to go back to church for the Sunday evening service. My parents and the rest of the family had already gone. Melvin and I were getting ready to leave, but I had not yet turned off the radio. As I was getting my coat, the announcer told of the bombing of Pearl Harbor, leaving us stunned and in disbelief.
Needless to say, this was a major turning point in the lives of individuals, families and for our country. So many lives lost, others changed inevitably and irrevocably. Perhaps more later.
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