December 7 always reminds me of my grandfather. He was a 20-year-old Navy radioman in 1941 and annually he would recall to us receiving the Morse Code message that Japan had attacked Pearl Harbor.
I always called him on December 7th to say hello and since his death nearly two years ago, I miss getting to make that call and hearing him say, "Hi, Karlie. How's everything?"
Gramp, I miss you.
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