By Callie Vandewiele '08
Almost three quarters of a century ago, 72 years on
December 7th to be exact, the course of the history of the United States of
America dramatically shifted and forever changed.
At 7:48am, Hawaiian time, Japanese planes
flying low over the US naval base on Oahu.
The ensuing attack, which took the men below by complete surprise, would
result in 8 ships being sunk, with nearly a dozen more damaged, over 300
aircraft lost, and the deaths of 2,402 Americans. Most of them military personnel.
For a nation burned by World War I, and dedicated to
leaving the world’s problems, to the world, the bombing of Pearl Harbour was a
rude awakening. An unwanted and costly
notice that sometimes the world’s problems belonged to the whole world, and not
just to one nation or region. In bombing
Pearl Harbour, the Japanese central command hoped to permanently cripple the
United States military in the Pacific--and by doing so to limit US involvement
in the escalating war.
In a world before twitter, instant updates, death tolls
reported in online news sources, or even common color photography, the US
government and population had put it’s whole might behind the war effort before
all the families of the killed servicemen had even been properly notified. A behemoth of an economic engine, shifted
overnight, and with it the destiny of the United States. The next five years would cost the nation
dearly in both money and blood. And yet
at the end of the war, in 1946, the United States stood at the edge of the
world stage as both the strongest military and economic force in the world.
It’s easy to take a minute to pause and think about
soldiers on Veteran’s Day and Memorial Day, and there was a time when WWII
veterans were common. Most men that most
of us knew. Not anymore. As each year rolls by those surviving
veterans get a little older and little fewer in number. The people whose sons and brothers and
fathers and husbands were on the USS Arizona or the USS California aren’t all
around to light candles each year anymore.
December 7th is bit by bit turning into just another
day. Just another point in history that
we’re supposed to memorize to pass an exam sometime in the 10th grade. Just another war that the United States
fought and won.
But December 7th is not just another day. And the war that it launched pushed the
United States into a position of world dominance (wanted or not at the
time). Our history, we learned, will be
marked with moments when we as a nation get to choose our response, and in
choosing our response, choosing our future.
The greatest generation woke up to newspaper headlines
about ships sinking in the Pacific. The
millennials awoke to live news coverage of buildings falling down in
Manhattan. We cannot say which crises
our grandchildren will face---or whether they will come in the sickening thud
of sudden attacks, or the slow rise of global temperatures. What we can ask of ourselves and of them, is
to always remember. To pause and reflect
on the anniversaries of the days that the world shifted and changed. To read the stories of the heros and the
families.
To know the heavy burden of what choices we as a people
make when faced with tragedies beyond comprehension. To know that when we define the cost of an
American life, we are valuing it in comparison to the cost of other,
non-American, lives, and that the decisions we make can alter the world in
good, bad and unknown ways.
So when December 7th rolls around, take a pause. Think, and remember.
Sources include the US Navy Museum Website (http://www.history.navy.mil/branches/teach/pearl/aftermath/facts.htm) and USHistory.Org
Vandewiele '08 originally wrote this piece for the Beaverton-Valley Times in December 2013.
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