My father was a Pearl Harbor survivor. He was on the USS Oglala until it rolled after the torpedo struck the USS Helena tied up next to her. His stories from that day were fascinating. To attend some of the PHSA gatherings and be around the fellow survivors is truly an eye opening experience.
When my father passed away we buried him at sea at Pearl. The treatment and honor that our government treats their Pearl Harbor survivors makes one be damn proud to be an American.