We had a customer who was there, he died a few years back. He lived in the house one block behind my grandma, too. The back yards touched. I knew he was in the Navy but not about pearl until I started working where I do now.
He said when it all went down he was off his ship, I can't remember which one, and was walking along on shore when they started bombing and strafing. He said he was trying to run for cover when another sailor pulled up along side him on a motorcycle with a side car. Said the other guy yelled I'll drive you shoot. He told us he was bouncing around in a side car shooting at jap planes with a single shot Korean made rifle. He would always finish the story by saying "fat lot of damn good that was"
We once had a girl in the shop waiting on service when he came in for an oil change. She had a laptop and books scattered all around her chair and the boss asked what she was working on. She said a report on Pearl Harbor for history class at Methodist University. Boss told Mr Paige to tell her his story. He talked to her for over an hour. When he left she said he told her stuff the books never went into.
There's not too many left.
We got another guy who's 95. He volunteers at the Airborne and Special Operations museum 3 or 4 days a week. He went across Europe from Utah beach to not far from where Patton died. He had Christmas Mass in a cave in the Netherlands 75 years ago and is going back in two weeks. They've been holding it there ever since. He told us Thursday he was at the 1st and will be at the 75th. He wrote his name in the cave (salt mine I think) with a piece of coal. It's still there. There's a pic if you go to:
WWII The Schark Cave in Maastricht, The Netherlands
His name is centered on the second pic Don W Bertino. He's from Pennsylvania. He had been sent up there after fighting at or near the battle of the bulge. A few years back they picked him and 4 others who had fought there to go to Washington DC and meet the king and queen of the Netherlands on an official state visit. He went and wore his old uniform.