I posted this on another thread.
My dad was on the U.S.S. Arizona when it was bombed on that fateful day. (one of about 80 actual survivors)
He joined with 19 other men from a small town
in Alabama ,they all perished.
He seldom spoke to anyone about this event.
He gave an interview later in his life and I'll always remember one line.
He was talking of emotions after the attack . The interviewer kept pushing as to who was in charge.
He told the interviewer that a person did whatever they were big enough to do.
That was some generation .
He was there at the start (Dec7,1941) and was also there for Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
God bless your father and all of those brave men. Incredible.
God bless your Dad. Those were the days when men were men in their teens! There is no comparison to the “youts” of today. My Dad was 17 living in Scotland and joined the Merchant Marines...was D-day 30 supplying from the Merchant Marine vessel at Utah Beach (I think that’s the correct beachhead) He saw many killed by bouncing bettys. He would chat about his experience with a dear friend and they would both cry. My Dad died almost 5 years ago and his friend passed away a year ago. They were a remarkable generation and we are so blessed to have had them as our rolemodel parents.
God Bless your Dad. You know you had a genuine hero father.