(Pearl Harbor, 0755…While the Giant Slept. Image copyright Dru Blair.)
You know what day it is. It used to be more prominent, but we have moved on in terms of memory and public emergencies.

I am going to defer on those issues in honor of the day. I will think about living on the shores of Pearl Harbor, and the men and women who were serving there on The Day. Mac made them come alive to me: Eddie Layton, and Joe Rochefort and Tommy Dyer and Jasper Holmes. And a step removed from the men he worked with, poor Husband Kimmel and Lt. Gen Walter Short, who both took the fall for the colossal series of mistakes that made the surprise attack possible and devastating.

Our pal the Macaroon Lady on the Left Coast is till fighting a rear guard action to reveal the cover-up about who knew what on this day nearly eighty years ago. I wish her well on her quest. I would like to see the record set straight.

I used to make a point of talking to Mac Showers on Pearl Harbor Day, or at least getting him a note of remembrance. With his passing over to the other shore, this is always a poignant anniversary. He was not one of the increasingly small number of Survivors, since he arrived by boat from the Mainland several weeks after the attacks, but the big boats were still sunk when he arrived.

In February, 1942, the wreckage was still new, and the prospects of the fight were ominous.
Mac’s first vision of Pearl was of the shipyard workers swarming over the beached hull of USS Nevada at Hospital Point. The rest of the great ships were still sunk in the mud of the harbor, and the eerie sight of the bottom of the great hull of Oklahoma alongside her berth.

The image above is a reproduction of artist Dru Blair’s vision of the moment Lieutenant Commander Takahashi Kakuichi’s Aichi D3A1 Type 99 “Val” Dive bomber rolls in on Hangar 6 on the southern tip of Ford Island. By accident, Takahashi was the first to drop his ordnance because of a mistake in interpreting the signal flares beginning the attack. Takahashi’s bomb struck the water’s edge in front of hangar 6, located at the 5 o’clock position in this picture.

Let’s get oriented. The Army side of the Ford Island flight line is to the left.

We worked in the headquarters building two structures counter-clockwise from the first bomb hit. Every day we jogged around the island, sometimes twice, for physical training. Wreckage from the salvage operations still littered the shore, including bits of ancient steel cable used to right the capsized USS Oklahoma. USS Utah is still at the berth where she was sunk, as is Arizona, under her graceful white inverted arch. Both ships are still afloat in this image, for a few moments more.
The Pacific Aviation Museum is now housed in the former seaplane hangars. USS Missouri, where the war ended, is now berthed ahead of the hulk of Arizona, representing the Alpha and Omega of the great struggle.

McGrew Point is just to the right center of the top margin of the painting. We lived at 121 McGrew Loop and our view from the lanai looked right down Battleship Row.

Blair’s painting is often described as one of the most accurate representations of how things looked that morning as we transitioned from peace to war. My copy of this print is signed by the artist and numbers 847 of a print run of 1941.

I heard the artist got a helicopter to take him to the exact spot on this day at exactly 0755 so he could get the shadows just right.

(An aerial view of Ford Island, taken from nearly the same vantage as Blair’s painting in October of 1941. Note the carrier pier side to the right center. Thank God the flat-tops were at sea that morning and escaped harm. Photo USN.)

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(Famed aviation artist Robert Taylor created this image of the second wave of the attack. Image copyright Robert Taylor).

A little after an hour after the first bomb fell, USS Nevada had slipped her moorings and proceeded down the channel to Hospital Point, where she (fortunately) was beached. Had she been caught exiting the channel by the second wave of the attack, she would have gone down in hundreds of fathoms of water. As it was, she was re-floated and fought her way across the Pacific to join the occupation Fleet in Tokyo Bay.

(Civilian casualty of the Japanese attack. Photo USN).
I am hoping for a quiet day today for contemplation and organization, but it does not look like it is going to happen. The above picture is one I had not seen before. It makes you pretty grateful for the sacrifice of Mac’s generation. It enables us to drive to work without confronting the Empire of Japan.

Thank goodness. We have enough to confront today. it might be useful to remember some other tough times.

Maybe next anniversary we will remember the ghost who we met at the old Dispensary where we slept on Duty nights. Marlow knew him, too.

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