Remembering
World War II

Sixty-six years ago-----

... that was a war-the rest have been armed conflicts

by Ella Letterie

On Sunday, December 7th 1941, my mother, sisters and I were at my uncle Joe's house in Everett playing Monopoly. Uncle Joe was my mother's brother. We were all there because my father had passed away two weeks before.

My cousin Genevieve whom we called "petty" had gone to the corner store to buy goodies for us. When she returned she casually mentioned that the Japanese had bombed Pearl Harbor. My mother and Uncle Joe looked at each other with fear in their eyes, and Mama said "This means war".

Even though I was only 13 years old, I knew about the war going on in Europe, but had no concept about how Pearl Harbor would affect us in the United States. I soon learned.

The next day the entire school, students and teachers, were in the assembly hall and listened to Franklin Delano Roosevelt give his speech about "this day will live in infamy".

The next four years we learned to live with rations.


December 7, 2007


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