Tomorrow will be a good day. Brother’s coming home from the war in England. We are going to meet him at the harbour around eight in the morning. And then I’m having my hula dance recital! I hope I don’t embarrass myself again.
December 7, 1941
Yesterday was forever ago.
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Poignant
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Wonderful…
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Far-reaching…stirring.
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Mate that was brilliant! The last line really does make you imagine the fateful day… And then the first paragraph really does seem like forever ago.
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Wow.
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