Sixty-Five Years Out
Especially in recent decades, each generation has been affected (sometimes even defined) by specific historic moments, for example, September 11, 2001, the Challenger explosion, and the assasination of President Kennedy. Today marks the 65th anniversary of one of those types of events–the bombing of Pearl Harbor.
It’s amazing that even 65 years later, old men tear up while recalling the attacks. The bombing of Pearl Harbor is something that I’ve talked about countless times with my Grandma Playter. (My Grandpa Playter was serving in the Army Air Corps at Wheeler Field during the attacks.) It’s such an interesting time in history. I wasn’t there, of course, so my perception of the event is colored with romanticism and the removed clarity of hindsight. But for those who actually lived through it, well, we can see now that it affected their entire generation.
As we remember this day, please check out the links below.
Go here to see the text of President Roosevelt’s “Day of Infamy” speech.
Go here to hear President Roosevelt give the “Day of Infamy” speech.
Go here for National Geographic’s information and resources on the Pearl Harbor attacks.
Go here for the MSNBC.com news story about this year’s anniversary.
Webloggin responds:
Posted: December 7th, 2006 at 5:27 pm →
Sixty-Five Years Out…
Celebrating Honor Of Those Who Died To Keep Us FreeNote: Audio fades in and out on some clips.
The U.S. Navy in conjunction with the National Park Service will honored the memory of those killed in the Dec. 7 1941 attack on Pearl Harbor with a joint…
ANON1 responds:
Posted: December 8th, 2006 at 1:05 pm →
Just saw Pearl Harbor the movie and liked it. What happened there was terrible but the US was caught sleeping.
It’s amazing how that attack was planned and executed from a logistics standpoint.
Andy responds:
Posted: December 9th, 2006 at 3:57 am →
Anon, please tell me you weren’t referring to that abomination directed by Michael Bay, watch a better film Tora Tora Tora…..movie critique aside
I was fortunate enough to visit Hawaii a few years ago. One of the memories that will linger for the rest of my life is the Arizona Memorial. The moment of its destruction on film and the oil still bubbling up from the hulk lying at the bottom of the ocean to the names inscribed on the wall. Men who in an instant were taken from this earth and others who remained trapped in the ship in air pockets until the oxygen ran out, because there was no way to rescue them at that time. One moment that shook a nation awake. Standing in the memorial, there are no words to say, only silent reverence.