This day is observed to honor the 3,500 Americans who lost their lives or were wounded on December 7th when the Japanese bombed Pearl Harbor and gave the U. S. reason to enter WWII. 
Think about that number for a minute. That’s a lot of people and each one them had families, neighbors, and friends who were emotionally stunned by the loss. The fact the attack happened on our own soil also had a profound effect. No wonder most able-bodied young men, signed up to fight for our country. The American populace understood why we needed to get involved.
I have the privilege of spending one morning a month with a WWII veteran in a writing group I arrend. He tells how a military member at that time had to earn points in order to be discharged from the service, and he was one of the Americans who helped regain control of Rome for the allies. His history lessons are fascinating. He still wonders, 70 years later, why he was lucky enough to come home.
If you have young people in your life that think WWII happened on another planet, in another time, because it was soooo long ago, please take a minute today and share some of your, or your parents, memories of what happened after the Pearl Harbor attack. It was a time when national pride was fierce and respect for our nation and it’s government was a given. It’s why we stand and place our hand over our heart when the National Anthem is played as a sign of respect, unification and loyalty. (Personal note; to those of you who think it’s all right to not stand, I challenge you to find a way to witness a flag draped casket being off-loaded from an airplane and delivered to a grieving family. That soldier gave you the right to sit, but I will hope you realize, though your protests might be warranted, how you are choosing to do it is disrespectful to our flag and our military.)
Thank you to our veterans who keep us free.