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Tuesday, December 6, 2011

December 7th...PEARL HARBOR DAY

DECEMBER 7, 1941

Pearl Harbor Naval Base, Hawaii, was attacked by Japanese torpedo and bomber planes on December 7, 1941, at 7:55 a.m. Hawaii time. The sneak attack sparked outrage in the American populace, news media, government and the world. On December 8, President Franklin D. Roosevelt addressed the American Congress, and the nation, to detail the attack. In that address, the president asked Congress to pass a declaration of war. Congress obliged, voted and passed the U.S. Declaration of War on Japan, on the same day. That was America's formal entry into World War II.
I was 4 yrs old in 1941...
AND this is a RE-POST from last year.
These are my ration stamp books...
during the war, a lot of things were rationed...
Sugar, shoes, gasoline....
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My mother said she traded shoe stamps for sugar stamps with my Aunt Bonnie..
Mom had only one little one to buy shoes for...Aunt Bonnie had two.
Mom would bake cookies with that sugar and take Aunt Bonnie half of them....:O)
and.....Mom was a ROSIE THE RIVETER.

(which makes me....
A ROSEBUD Any more ROSEBUDS out there?

She worked in air defense plants and helped to build airplanes.
Isn't that just amazing.

I can remember we  tore the aluminum off gum wrappers and
pressed them all together, forming a big ball of aluminum...
the balls were then taken to a drop-off place where they were melted down
and the aluminum was used in the making of aircrafts.
Tin cans were also saved, mashed and taken to be used for the same thing.
This memory just blows me away...
would our country do that now to help our nation?

(I just posted this photo mosaic not long ago...sorry...just bear with me...I just don't have many photos of this time )

The top photo is my step-dad, the one I loved so much, that's me with a flower pot looking little hat...
and my Uncle Otis...they were brothers and served in the army at the same time.
I can't remember just what we were doing that day...I think it was some sort of honoring the
veterans of WW2...The date on the back of the photo is 1946....
My dad on the bottom left, leaving for war...
Going overseas, the ships were so crowded, some of the men had to sleep on deck....
My dad was one of them...with all the water rushing on board and him staying wet for so long,
he got very ill. He spent 2 1/2 years in a hospital in India...
The doctors there removed one lung and half of the other.
Dad spent another year in BROOK GENERAL HOSPITAL in SAN ANTONIO.
What a man....he lived to be 86 yrs. old !!

DECEMBER 7th ...
a very sad time in our history.

Ole ST. NICK looks like he is ready for, too, Santa...


Boo-Bah AKA Iris said...

This is a post that floods my mind with so many memories.

I remember well the ration books. I was very sick and supposed to have jello for some reason. The grocer would always hide away a couple of boxes for us. I remember taking all our bacon grease to the butcher. I remember my Mama planting a victory garden. We lived very close to Convair aircraft factory, where my Daddy worked at the time There were drills all the time where we would have to turn the lights off and the sirens would sound. If you didn't cooperate with the blackouts there would be a knock on the door from the air raid warden. The family who lived across the street was in charge of taking children to a safe place in case of bombing.

I would board the bus to go downtown San Diego and I remember looking up and seeing the netting that went over Convair to serve as a camouflage.

I had two first cousins and a half-brother who were in the Navy. We would go on picnics at Balboa Park where there were many young boys in the Navy who were so homesick. We would share our food with them.

I was only 26 months on December 7TH 1941 but I remember it all.
I always amazed my parents at my sharp memory at such a young age.

It was a scary time and yet everyone shared such a common bond in as much we all loved our country and there was such a strong patriotism that every one shared.

Goodness I'm sorry that I have made such a long comment.


Bunny Jean said...

What memories BJ. I am amazed that your step daddy lived to be 86! H must have been a strong man. I know you loved him very much.

Thanks for sharing this bit of American history first hand.

xoxo bunny jean

Pondside said...

Such a hard time that must have been. First the horror of pearl Harbour and then the worry and hard times during the war years. I'm sure that your country and mine would rise to the occasion again should the need arise - I don't believe that we've totally become nations of selfish people unable to sacrifice!

♥ Sonny ♥ said...

Thank you for sharing this with us BJ. You were all very strong folks and you brought this country through a very difficult time and I thank you for that.
I'm watching the news as I type this and there are 2 WW2 veterans on talking about THAT DAY.

Bless them for their service and many thanks to all of you who stood strong here in this country to keep it going.

mississippi artist said...

My Dad was in the Navy and served all his time in and around Pearl Harbor. He is in a wonderful V.A. nursing home now. I was wondering yesterday if they were having celebrations there and if he was getting a glimmer of what they were doing and if he remembered any of it.Most of the time he doesn't know us.I would like to think as bad as our country seems to be getting that we would still pull together if need be.

Wsprsweetly Of Cottages said...

I remember it well. Our Aunt and Uncle were stationed there during that time..and we were completely paniced. I was five. I remember the air raids, the black shades having to be pulled down. Stamps for everything it seemed. Lines.
When we left Oregon and returned to California, the camouflage was everywhere. Cannons in bunkers along the coast line of California.
What a frightening time!

I was the smallest in a trio of tap dancing little girls for the USO show. :) Funny memories and sad ones. A terrible time. My parents, both of them, worked in the Ship Yards in Portland Oregon.
I still have my mothers badge. She was an electrician's mate.
Long, long time ago..but those memories are still there.
I enjoyed hearing your memories, bj.

Debbie said...

I watched the movie Pearl Harbor last night and remembered that today was the day. It's so hard to believe that 70 years have passed since then. Do you really think our nation would sacrifice that way today? Your optimism was a blessing to me this morning. I purposed in my prayer time to be more hopeful, and your confidence in our nation is a hopeful example.

Theresa said...

Well, because I just visited Pearl Harbor this year... the picture of it is still so vivid to me! It will forever be one of my favorite places that I have memories of!

I am watching the survivors on TV right now! Sooooo moving!

Have a blessed day my friend, HUGS!

Miz Helen said...

Good Morning BJ,
Thank you so much for this post. As our generation begins to pass on we must leave this memory in the minds of our youth. Memories from our own personal experiences and those of others help preserve and keep our country free. You are a great American!
Miz Helen

Madeline's Album said...

I was 7 years old when Pearl Harbor was attacked. I too remember the rationing books etc.
My dad wanted to go again and defend his country but his age and having a family and having fought in WW1 they would not take him. My uncle, my dads brother did serve in WW11. God bless America. Have a blessed day BJ. Madeline

Kelly said...

What a wonderful post commemerating today's anniversary. I had no idea that you were the age that you are and actually lived back during that time. Wow! Your pictures are so neat. It looks like it was such a different time back then. It's nice that you have those photo's in your possession. Thanks for sharing!

Madeline's Album said...

Correction on my previous comment I was only 5 years old not 7. I am getting old enough and do not want to add years.

Ceekay- Thinkin of Home said...

I wasn't born yet during the war...but my mom told me about the ration books and how they sold toilet paper door to door. I think it is an honor that your have those memories. It was a sad hard time, but a time our country stood together. I enjoyed your post so much!!

"Auntie" sezzzzzz... said...

7 December 1941

Thank you for remembering, Dear One.

I was only 4 also, but my husband was 8 years old. I relate his memories of that day, in my post today. How he heard it first, listening to the radio, and had to alert the family.


Terri Sue said...

thank you so much for sharing bj.

Patti said...

Today is my birthday, born many years after Pearl harbor, but my father always told these such stories on my birthday every year...such a difficult time! Can't imagine kids today living thru that!

Love Of Quilts said...

That would have been a sad time. I wasn't born and don't have any family members that have ever told about it. I learn about it in school. Merry Christmas

Vee said...

I did not know that all the Rosies the Riveters' children were known as Rosebuds...that's pretty sweet. It is amazing what the women of this country accomplished to support the war effort. Thanks to you for enduring rationing even if you was just a young'un. I am too young to know much of this day, but I did make sure that FDR's speech was read aloud in speech classes just to know how a real speech sounds. It's an incredible piece.

Debby said...

Thank you for posting. I wasn't born yet but I am sure from what I hear my parents went through alot of this. Such a hard time for our country.
Today is my grandson's 2nd birthday.......makes the day a little better.

Sue (Someone's Mom) said...

I heard them say last night that they are disbanding the group/club of Pearl Harbor service people. There are too few left to have a group anymore. I hope the story passes down through generations so that America never forgets.

Barbara said...

Hi BJ...
I wasn't around back in the 40's but my mother was a young gal at the time the war broke out. I grew up hearing all about WWII from both my mother and my father. This time in history has always captured my imagination and interest. I remember being at the Arizona Menorial and looking at the water as the oil from the ship leaked up to the surface. You really created a wonderful tribute to that aweful day in our history. Thank you for sharing.

Ricki Jill Treleaven said...

Thanks for posting about December 7, 1941. THis is a lovely post, BJ. Thank-you.