I miss my Grand dads. I miss my Dad so much I just hung out with him at a party in my dream (not a very wild party, but some pretty women!). My Granddaddy White spent his retirement documenting family history, searching for roots in the days before the internet, combing graveyards and brittle records. Both of my grand fathers served in World War II---my dad tried joining the Army too young and was rejected---but Papa White was the historian, as I was reminded each time I crossed the driveway to his house to visit. Today I want to talk about the bombing of Pearl Harbor, 70 years ago. 12% of the country enlisted; everyone pitched in with rationing in World War II. One human lifespan ago, it was a very different world, with very mixed changes. 120 survivors gathered today at the USS Arizona. I want to discuss them because that number cannot be the same next year. How long will it be, now, before the last survivor passes away, and we are left to safeguard the actualities of histor...