While at Pearl Harbor, we all went to the USS Arizona
Memorial. The USS Arizona alone tolled over half the deaths on that tragic day- Dec 7, 1941. The Japanese attack catapulted
the US into WWII, increasing the morale of the US instead of breaking it- something the Japanese never expected to happen.
Though the reminder of attack was sorrowful, all we could do was honor the many young soldiers that were lost on that
harbor- soldiers that bravely fought until the end.
On the day of our visit, we had to wait around 2 hours
for the ferryboat ride to the memorial. Boredom took over Stephen and Stewart and they ended up playing games while waiting.
We also met up with my Uncle William and his friend's family at Oahu, so they were there also.