For some reason, I NEVER forget when the Seventh Day of December comes around each year.
December 7, 1941 sticks to my memory like glue.
I may not know what the date is on any other given day of the year, but I sure know when it is December 7th.
I had not yet even been born, but my Father had been 24 years earlier and was about to get the ultimate education of his life.
With the bombing of Pearl Harbor came not only the deaths of the thousands which lost their lives on that fateful day in the Harbor, but the start of a war which would virtually never end and cost many more thousands of Servicemen to lose their lives in Countries all over the world of which many had…
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