It is December 8, 1941.
Lucille Summers is writing to her brother, Harold, a Navy signalman aboard the USS Arizona in Pearl Harbor.
Dear Harold,
Well, it’s come hasn’t it?
Nothing else seems to matter right now, & every man on the street can talk of nothing else.
The first bulletin was announced at 2:25 p.m. Sun. our time and I was the only one in the house that heard it.
Bob was upstairs and I was doing the dinner dishes.
The minute I heard Pearl Harbor mentioned, I told them, but they wouldn’t believe me until they heard another bulletin a few minutes later.
From that time on we were glued to our radio.
I still can’t realize all this is going on.
When they made the announcement of a ship being torpedoed we just held our breath, for you never know.
I suppose now it will be like that until it’s all over,
for knowing that you’re in the thick of it doesn’t help matters.
I have several gray hairs, so don’t do anything to help them on.
Bob & I just kept saying over & over — wondering what part you were playing,
& if you were thinking of us.
We’ve kept track of what time it is where you are,
& I wondered if you got any sleep.
Oh, there’s so much that went through my mind!
We took the radio to bed with us & listened until after 1 a.m.
& I turned it on again at 7:30,
& hasn’t been turned off once.
Listened to the Pres. make the declaration of war,
& it was both thrilling
& dreadful the way in which it was passed in such a short time. ...
Hope my other two letters arrived O.K.
& don’t have to wait too long on this one.
... Try & get word to me you’re O.K. for you know how we’ll worry ...
On December 18th, Lucille will write to Harold again, telling him that the family had learned three days earlier that the Arizona had been sunk.
She tells him she is "trying to stay positive" because "no news is good news."
But her letters will be returned, unopened.
And in February 1942, Lucille will receive notice that the Navy had declared Harold killed in action on December 7, and that his body is unrecoverable.
Harold’s younger brother, Robert, will then quit school and enlist in the Marines.
He’ll fight in the Pacific and suffer injuries on Saipan and Iwo Jima, where he’ll earn the Bronze Star.
But Robert will return home.
Sixteen million Americans served in the military during World War II.
This is just one family’s story.
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I’ll see you tomorrow.
— Brenda
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