I was in downtown Dallas, and didn't think twice about reports of planes crashing into buildings.
It wasn't until the buildings collapsed that I said to myself in disbelief "holy shit were under attack".
This was generational deja vu.
My mother's dad and his fiance(her mom) were at Pearl Harbor on Dec 7, 1941.
On 9/11 I was thinking this is happening all over again.
He was an NCO who was acting in command(from what I heard) on the USS Medusa which was moored along the Seaplane carrier Curtiss and four tin cans. The Curtiss took a bomb hit, and a bomb missed the Medusa, also a Japanese Midget sub took a shot at one of the ships, but missed.
The half dozen American warships opened up on the sub and sent her to the bottom. A destroyer that had her boilers going issued a coup de grace on the sub with depth charges.
They also shot a few planes down I think.
Grandpappy also had a brother who was on the BB Arizona. His remains are still buried there.