Only one mention on my Facebook, have not heard anything on TV as yet, about this day. It come and goes like any other day, what a shame that is. I think that "someone" wants us to forget what happened on this day many years ago. I remember vividly.
I was nine years old, my Brother was attending DePauw University in Greencastle, Indiana, and he was living in the Delta Tau Delta Fraternity house there. My Mom and Dad and I had spent the night in a guest house in Greencastle, attended an early morning Chapel Service on campus, and went to the Delt House for lunch.
I was allergic to many things in my younger days, one of which was eggs. The cook at the Delt house made the best Parker House rolls, which I was not supposed to eat, but ate two of them anyway, and later on had an allergy attack, wheezy, eyes swollen. So I was somewhat stretched out on one of the giant leather couches they had in the living room at the fraternity house.
I remember when the announcement came over the radio, the Japanese had bombed Pearl Harbor. I remember the tension filled hush that went over the room, even at my age, let me know that something of monumental importance had happened. I think all of these young men knew that they would become involved, somehow. They knew what the future held for them.
There were some other events scheduled for that afternoon, but, as I recall, we just said our goodbyes and headed back, in the 1939 Packard, to Dayton, our home.
Dad had served in WWI, and knew of war, Mom had known the worry about loved ones during war time, they both had lived through one war, and now another war was at hand.
I remember the day quite well, I will never forget it, December 7, 1941.
