Thursday, August 14, 2008

Pearl Harbor


Yesterday, I learned my great Uncle was part of the Navy rescue and recovery crew at Pearl Harbor. He told me about diving to the sunken ships and listening for survivors tapping on the hulls. And of cutting holes in the hulls so the bodies would float to the surface.

I told him about going out to the USS Arizona Memorial, and what a moving experience it was. And now I compare the two settings: His smoky, blackened with destruction and mine a silent, bright sunny day, a white memorial, and drops of oil still rising to the surface.

When you wake up in the morning you just never know what you will learn in the course of the day.

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