I remember talking to my grandmother when I was little and thinking that, after all the years that had passed, how amazing it was that she could remember exactly where she was and what she was doing when she got the news of the Pearl Harbor attack. I couldn't comprehend how something could become so engrained in one's memory.

I was in the 10th grade in Memphis and in 2nd period English when we got the news. We had just finished grading a pop quiz when the teacher's husband called her cell and told her to turn on the tv. School was cancelled and I spent the rest of the day and well into the night glued to the tv with my family. It was such a surreal experience and I can't believe it's been so long now since it happened.

I couldn't tell you much of anything else about the rest of my 10th grade year, but I can see those 1st few moments after we found out as clear as if it just happened.