A day of Infamy.

Sixty Eight years ago today(technically yesterday I suppose), Admiral Yamamoto launched his surprise attack on America, attempting to force America out of the war.  It obviously didn't work, and America joined both the Pacific and European theatres. President Roosevelt gave a speech, on the 8th of December, 1941 in it he declared December 7th a date of infamy.  It has become a common reference to the attack. I refereed to today with that appellation, and at least three, college age adults, with some college education asked me what I meant.

I guess infamy only lasts a couple decades. When will we forget September 11th?  Have we already?

 

And I end, with one of my favorite quotations.

But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate...we can not consecrate...we can not hallow this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us—that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion—that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain—that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom—and that government: of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.