Monday, December 7, 2020

Pearl Harbor Day

   I was only 3 years old, but I remember this; it was different behavior. We were living in the house "on the hill," now Brundige Road. I remember there being a large barn out in the back.  It had steps  in front of it, probably only a few, but I was little so the steps figure prominently in my memory. Tommy and Agnes were at our house, probably with their kids, but they're not in this slice of memory. It seems the men had gone into "town" wherever that may have been, possibly just to Tomhannock. Remember we had no electricity in that house, so if they had heard the news about Pearl Harbor, they may have driven out to find out more information. They returned.  My most vivid memory is of my father and Tommy sitting on the entry of the barn and singing "When Johnny Comes Marching Home" while banging on the floor of the barn with a hammer. I knew this was unusual behavior, even at my age. 

 I seem to remember that they drove to town again, to find out more recent developments I would now assume. And I think they bought beer. That was, what, 79 years ago.

  

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