My dad was there as well.
We lost him in January of 2007, but I was thinking about him this morning.
Only heard him tell the story twice. He was on deck on the Solace through the whole attack. Saw the Arizona and the West Virginia go down.
When it was over his ship retrieved the living and the dead from the waters of the harbor. In his retelling, he never talked about running out of space for the dead in the morgue and having to stack bodies up in the hallways.
I guess some thing are left better not remembered.
some thing are left better not remembered...
Unforgetable & unspeakable. How our warriors go on with such horrendous memories is beyond my comprehension.
May their reward in heaven be great.
yea its kinda of amazing when i think that just 4 or so years later my dad was a telephone installer in Ct and him and Maw(she was a sarge & taught teletype and code during the war) had just moved into their new home.She was an operator.
These folks sure kept a lot inside and you never heard of PTSD although maybe thats why I got the ass woop’ens I did.Who knows dont know dont care