It was personal. My father, Harold, was 8 years old at the time. He and his family lived in Kalihi.

“I was at home, standing on the garage roof, watching the planes," he remembers. "I couldn’t really see what was happening at the harbor, but I saw the planes in the sky. One flew right over us. And my father came running out, yelling, ‘Come down, come down!’ He made everybody, all four of us kids, go under the bed because it was announced that they were bombing Pearl Harbor." READ MORE