We couldn’t go to Oahu without visiting the memorial for the USS Arizona. We almost didn’t because every time we read about it we got all choked up and we figured we’d be a mess if we actually went to the site, but we did go and we managed to hold it together. We got there early to get our tickets and then went into Waikiki until our scheduled time to load the boat. I was enthralled with the boat ride and wanted to do it again but Mom and Dad explained that we could only go once. It was a bit hard for me to understand that the boat under the water was the same as the battleship we could see across the water, but I think I got the gist of it.
Until next time . . .