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Abe Senior Member
since 2003-05-28
Posts 694Looks like Vero Beach, FL until the end! 
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A Day Of Infamy Around eight o’clock in the morn In Nineteen forty-one On December the Seventh Our World War Two was begun. We’d tried to stay out of it And said, it was not our fight But an attack by Jap aircraft Made us look and see the light. One hundred of our ships Were docked at the Seaport And planes parked all around With Troops for their support. The saddest part of the attack Was, it was known an hour before A Jap midget sub spotted and sunk And that may have changed the War. The crew of the USS Ward Who had sent it down below Radioed Pearl Naval Command Who didn’t believe their story, so. That one hour of warning The Navy Brass failed to heed May have saved so many lives Maybe lost without need. Some seventy years later The truth was finally known The sub found with the holes Shells from the Ward had blown. Some have said our Government Knew of the attack beforehand Some accounts hard to believe And even harder to understand. Almost twelve hundred wounded Nearly twenty-four hundred died Our Country shocked and outraged While all of our People cried. Twenty-one ships sunk or damaged Plus more than three hundred planes Wrecks strewn along the bottom Which, still hold some remains. Many years have come and passed Since that day of infamy With so many more battles waged To help keep our Country Free. So sad it takes War for Peace But guess that’s the Human way But seems there’s more time fighting Than we spend with a peaceful day. Del “Abe” Jones December 7th, 2005 Del "Abe" Jones Mankind's greatest accomplishment is not the revolution of technology, it is the evolution of creativity. copyright 1984 More poet |
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suthern
since 1999-07-29
Posts 20723Louisiana |
Last fall, I got the chance to talk with a Pearl Harbor survivor... He showed me a diagram of the USS West Virginia, where he'd been, where the torpedos hit, where the bombs fell... It's a meeting I'll never forget... just as I'll never forget the film of oil that still seeps from the Arizona. |
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