
Unplanned coincidence: awoke this morning in Honolulu. The 70th anniversary of the attack on Pearl Harbor; somber flyovers; the dipping flags from passing ships; speeches by Japanese dignitaries; ancient men slowly rising to salute. Thoughts of my dear late stepfather Turk: teenage submariner in the last months of the Pacific war. He was here a lot ('Pearl') during his 30-year career as a Navy chief. Remembering his funeral, the 7-gun salute, the folded flag and spent bullet casings.