I did visit the memorial when I was on vacation in Hawaii. Long enough ago to see elderly people crying over lost relatives.
I’m old enough to remember that day. We were having dinner at a friend’s house and I was 5. My dad didn’t believe in making me sit through the whole dinner after I finished, so I was in the living room with the radio on. And here came Roosevelt announcing the air strike. I went in and told my parents and other adults.
The next day, every man in America went down to the draft board to sign up. My dad had a heart murmur, so was rejected. But he became one of many “Dollar a Year” men, those who had civilian skills that would help people if we were invaded. He was in the restaurant business and knew how to feed many people well and economically.