I never can remember Pearl Harbor Day until I hear it on the news. “Today, the anniversary of the attacks on Pearl Harbor…” and then my mind says, “OH! Yes. Pearl Harbor Day.” Only after the reminder do I spend a moment thinking about the enormous toll our country paid during Pearl Harbor and the subsequent war. I’ve always been slightly ashamed that I don’t remember this date more readily. My family paid an enormous price themselves during that war. I reprimand myself every December 7 for not being more reverent and remembering.
Where I react with laizzes-faire historical interest, others remember with clarity and understanding. Where I react with slight sentimentality, they remember with tears and mourning.
But now, I have my own day to remember.
Today.