We're back from Hawaii. It was as spectacular as you would imagine...but the thing that has left an impression on me is the Arizona Memorial. I've read about the attack on Pearl Harbor, but to be in the same place as the soldiers and sailors were on December 7, 1941, to see the pictures of destruction and see the same places today, it was stunning. Seeing what those people went through, trying to imagine the horrific spectacle...well, it was hard not to be affected by it.
My Grandpa Billy's brother was killed on the Arizona, so going out to the memorial meant a lot to me. I got some pictures of his name on the wall, and a great picture of the flag flying over the memorial. Now when I see a flag waving I immediately think of that image. I think it's hard to describe the effect it has on you unless you have been to a place so steeped in history.
This is the eve of D-Day and the invasion of Normandy by allied forces, which was arguably the most daring and significant campaign of the war. Tomorrow I will post the text of Franklin Roosevelt's D-Day prayer.
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