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Online Monroe

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Pearl Harbor Day
« on: December 07, 2017, 09:50:55 AM »
A person can have many somber thoughts of that day while standing on the Memorial over the Arizona. I felt a sense of hatred , sadness, and disbelief. Jewel and I have been to Fredericksburg, Tx. several times and always visit the Admiral Nimitz Museum. Out side the main building is a beautiful place, a garden, a symbol of peace. The Japanese Garden Of Peace. As horrible as this day was Dec. 7 1941 along with my thoughts while standing on the memorial I can be thankful for the meaning of the garden of peace. I show a picture of Jewel sitting in the garden. This is a beautiful place to visit.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #1 on: December 08, 2017, 02:18:15 AM »
I hope we NEVER forget that awful day.
God bless all the people who served and are serving today.

May America  ALWAYS stay strong and ready.
We never know what the future holds.

God bless The United States of America.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #2 on: December 08, 2017, 04:14:12 AM »
AMEN!
Life is like a roll of toilet paper, The closer you get to the end the faster it goes, So don't waste any of it!!

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #3 on: December 08, 2017, 09:30:53 PM »
I'll tell ya'll a side story on the subject. The first week of April 1933 an18 year old young man, who would later become my Dad, and his best friend went to Dallas to join the Navy. The recruiting office was closed & they decided to come back home & go again later. When the day came to go back Future Dad had decided not to go. His friend went on & joined up. April 15, 1933 Dad and my Mother married. His best friend was killed at Pearl Harbor. I have shown pictures and talked about our friend Jerald, he was the nephew of Dad's friend. Jerald loved to hear Dad tell stories about his uncle.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #4 on: December 19, 2017, 09:33:56 AM »
I agree with you it was a day to never forget, our family sees it just a little different because it happened on my Mother's birthday.  What an awful birthday present to receive but my father was a Captain in the Air Force and flew 187 combat missions and lived to tell about it but really never would talk about it much.  When he got out, he never flew in a plane again even though he logged over 5000 hours.  Only he and one other came back alive out of his class of 50.  We have mixed emotions about Dec 7 as you can understand why.  The worst of the bad and the best of the good all on one day in the year.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #5 on: December 19, 2017, 10:16:39 AM »
toxie4600,

Welcome to the forum! Your father must have been a awesome man and we deeply appreciate his service and sacrifice. Without folks like him our nation would not be the same.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #6 on: December 19, 2017, 03:04:46 PM »
Toxie....What a brave,brave man you father was. Freedom has a high cost, and we thank him for his courage in fighting for us.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #7 on: December 20, 2017, 02:35:52 AM »
Toxie, welcome to the best site period.

Hope you like it here.

Pull up a chair and stay awhile.

What a great , brave father you had.
It is because of him and many, many more that gave so much, that we have our freedom today.
I hope and pray we NEVER forget.

God PLEASE bless The United States of America.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #8 on: December 20, 2017, 08:22:16 AM »
This is a long post by a friend who was a young  lad on Pearl Harbor during the attack. Sadly he passed away several years ago. I think this story should be passed on. It is as he wrote it in an email. This is his story of the attack:
Gentlemen, and gentle ladies
Today is a special day.. It WAS a special day.. No one has mentioned
it.. so I will. It changed your life.. It changed my life..
I became a man this day in 1941..( a long story, so forget it if you
wish.. I never could..)

I was outside, folding my papers for my route, ( it was ten minutes
before 0800) which included Makalapa officers housing, the submarine
base, and some other points in  Pearl Harbor.  Hearing some loud
explosions from over around Hickam Field, I went inside and told my
father, who said it was blasting for the new hospital at Aiea..
I went back to my work and was totally surprised by a Japanese Kate
torpedo bomber flying over the house at maybe fifty Ft. agl.( Looked
more like 15 at the time) .I distinctly  recall the rear seat gunner
taking his hands off his shiney drum-fed Lewis gun and smiling and
waving at me.. I recall also that the arming propellor on his torpedo
was already  gone .He apparently did the same for some Marines at the
sub base gate, maybe a hundred yards away, who started firing their old
Springfield .03 rifles at the torpedo planes, as some reported later.
I've always wondered why he didn't kill me. I was a sure kill..  My
father took off for the base in our 1939 Plymouth, but came back in few
minutes saying that the fire was too intense for driving in..He walked
back and we didn't see him for three or four days..(I leaded in the
holes in the old plymouth years later..).
I rummaged in the closet and found my old single barrelled shot gun and
a box of shells, which I fired at whatever had a meatball on it till my
supply  was gone..This was the first five minutes of WWII..
The flack by now had started up in earnest, and a lot of fragments were
falling in our area, so I went inside our quarters and watched the
battle evolve, from the doorway, frustrated because I was helpless to
aid in any positive way..
Battlship row  simply went up in smoke and I remember that the ground
beneath me simply dropped away and then slammed me like a giant fist
when the Arizona went up.. I could swear I saw daylight under her keel...
I watched the Nevada slowly gain way, knowing that my cousin Harold was
aboard, and hoping they didn't sink them in the channel...They wisely
beached her..Oklahoma capsised, Maryland and I think California were
strongly ablaze, tho I couldn't really identify them because of the
smoke and fire.
Once the torpedo planes had gone there was a deathly silence.. now you
could hear the air raid sirens ( an hour after the raid started?) a dog
howled.  My ears rang..I went out and gathered up a bunch of flack and
bomb frags to keep as souveniers..

As the second wave approached.. I could see the "VEE" formations of
higher altitude bombers, also Kates, and some smaller "Vics" of Val dive
bombers.  The Vals tried first, picking ships and the airport at Ford
Island, as well as Hickam and the repair docks.. The Helena, just 150
yards away was now in full action against the dive bombers.. The pall of
smoke from the Arizona lay across part of the harbor and every gunnery
crew was zeroed on that pall.. EachVal that plummeted through the smoke
was met with a barrage that looked for all the world like soup cans
being thrown at them.  Most of them simply vanished, a puff of yellow
flame and black smoke, the aviator's door to eternity..
The horizontal bombers scared me..They just flew along in their
formations, and I didn't know if they had released their bombs or
not..We lived beside an oil tank farm, and I knew, from my constant
reading of everything about aviation since I was able to read, that oil
tanks would be a prime target..Apparently the Japanese didn't share my
thinking for we had only one hit on the tanks, and I watched that one
bounce off and land in the revetment, a dud..

I watched a lonely B-17 coming down the valley on long final for Hickam
field maybe five miles out, or ten.
Flying along, straight and level like he was on a bombing run.. Suddenly
two A6M5? (Zero) fighters showed up from six O'Clock low, and performed
one of the most spectacular attacks I have ever witnessed.. They
performed opposing barrel rolls (Point rolls?) along the length of that
B-17, their noses inclined inward, firing all along the length of the
bomber, hitting him from both sides at the same time..I was amazed. We
had been told,  by our aviation press, that the Japs had some good
airplanes on line, and these were no Nakajima copies of P-26s,... these
Zero types were Good!  I've tried this maneuver in various  aircraft,
and usually get a high speed stall before the second revolution starts..
Maybe in a Pitts? The bomber continued, unperturbed and landed safely at
Hickam.. They were ferry jobs and were unarmed..
A zero went in about two hundred yards down the line and I hustled out
to see the wreck. The Marines beat me there,
and the pilot was already dead either from flack or Marine pistols, who
knows.. I noticed that he carried a sword ( wakizashi?)
I think a Katana would be too large to fit in a zero cockpit..He had a
head band with a japanese "hinomaru".
He was bandaged from chest to waist with what looked like a plain cotton
bandage, which was full of little rice paper strips, beautifully
decorated with fine caligraphy and fine line drawings of trees, flowers,
etc.. My Japanese cohorts at school told me later that these were
prayers given to the pilots by their families and friends.  I had many
of these for years, but family, friends and time have taken them all..I
don't know what the Marines did with what remained of the body, but I
have my speculations..

As things settled down, say 1130 hrs, the marines told me to go home, so
I did..As I started through the door I hard a loud bang. I looked
around, hoping it wasn't the big one and found a hole, about five inches
in diameter in the walkway..
Later I dug it up, and it was a five or ten pound hunk of the fuse for a
naval shell, probably fired at high altitude boimbers, and winding up in
my lawn..A second later getting home? Life is a matter of seconds and
inches in wartime..Later,  an old "gunny" told me.." If ye hear it, it
didn' get ye" advice still good til this day...

A truck came by in the evening and took us "dependents" to Diamond head
to avoid any further strikes on the base..
We picked up a wild eyed fighter pilot who had been shot down, but he
said that he  Got  a couple of them.
His tattered flight suit said "Welch"...I believe it was "Wheaties"
Welch, later killed test flying for Douglas Aircraft co..

Monday we returned and began filling sand bags for bomb shelters,
blacking out our houses, the usual..
I tried to get my paper route back on track but the Honolulu Advertiser
was unsure of their truck schedules, since the National guard had
developed a habit of shooting at early morning moving things,, I only
had one complaint about the missing sunday paper delivery.. You guessed
it! Admiral Husband Kimmel, or to be fair, one of his staff...

Memories...The only tunes on the Honolulu Radio...."Ya got ta ac cent
uate th' positive", and "Elmer's tune" played over and over,alternately
along with such tidbits as " Jap paratroopers have been spotted in the
Nu'uanu valley, Or" The main Island is being invaded by Imperial marines.."
I remember how quiet a battle is.. The noise was so all encompassing
that all I could pick out was the chugging of the fifty caliber guns and
the noise of a five hundred pounder going off now ande then..The major
explosions were more like huge pressure waves, more like earthquakes..
I remember the awful smell of death, bloody water, decaying bodies that
permeated the area for weeks..They actually bulldozed a trench and
buried a whole Jap mini-sub because there were two bodies inside, but
they couldn't remove them, because the sub had been run down and smashed
flat ....   when the wind was right the smell was awful!
Lastly I remember the tapping of the crew on the Oklahoma who had turned
turtle.. each night as the noise died down from the daily repair
efforts, from my quarters a half mile away I could hear the morse code
tapping of sailors trying to guide rescue crews to their locations.
After two weeks I didn't hear any more... I still feel tears  running
down my face as I remember those futile messages.
I made a solemn promise to all those men who didn't make it that I would
do all the things they would never get to do,
and I have done my best to do so, ever since.. it's been quite a ride.....
cheers
Dr Dave

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #9 on: December 20, 2017, 11:10:53 PM »
Mr Daniel, thank you for posting the good history/information.
It is amazing what our military people have sacrificed for our freedom.
God bless each one of them and may they always be victorious and safe.

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Re: Pearl Harbor Day
« Reply #10 on: December 22, 2017, 09:14:03 AM »
I wish the picture I show was larger, I looked back on our records and saw this was made the summer of 1977. There is lots of information with many later pictures seen by using Google. It is worth a look and reading the meaning of this garden.
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