A peaceful Hawaiin Sunday morning. A world at semi-peace — there *was* war in Europe, after all, but the US was thus far mostly untouched by it.

All of that changed in an instant. The sound of airplanes, the whistling of bombs dropping from the sky, the destruction and carnage to battleships and airfields that was intended to decimate our Pacific presence, and instead awakened a sleeping giant.

You can see photos of the attack here, but we don’t really need photos to remember.

If you’re ever on Oahu, make sure and give yourself time to visit the museum, and the Arizona memorial. It’s time well spent. And make time today to remember those who died 67 years ago today, when a peaceful Sunday morning was torn apart by the machines of war.

Update: You can read eyewitness accounts here