It's been 73 years since the Day of Infamy. So many of the people that lived it are now gone. But their echoes and the lessons they impart to our lives continue. When I think of December 7, I remember it is the day my elders began the most difficult four years of their lives
This year marks the 73rd anniversary of the Japanese attack on military forces at Pearl Harbor in Hawaii. December 7th falls on a Sunday, just as it did on that "Day of Infamy" in 1941 when the sun dappled base was just waking up to another relaxing weekend day.
It is both fascinating and disturbing to gain a peek back in time, with the grand benefit of history and hindsight, and the wonder of it all. Unfortunately -- unforgivably -- and despite great strides across the land and around the world, anti-Semitism continues to rear its ugly head to this day.
While flying reconnaissance missions over North Vietnam, piloting his jet fighter, Captain Coffee was shot down by enemy fire. After parachuting to safety, he was captured by enemy forces on the ground.
How did Pizza Hut go about inserting themselves into this story and how do they walk the fine line between being self-serving and simply doing something good for a community the restaurant chain serves?
Pacific fleet. My Father was one of the airmen who became known as the Doolittle Tokyo Raiders of the 17th Bombardment Group of the Army Air Corps. 80 men volunteered for "an extremely hazardous mission," without knowing the target, location, or the assignment.
In 2014, we have an (unfortunately not lone wolf) Congressmen attempting to use the death of a distinguished ambassador to bring down a former Secretary of State who may or may not be a political opponent in 2016.
Human Smoke is chock-full of small, often powerful but unrelated scenes. What you get is a Jackson Pollack painting in audio: a lot of vivid colors and absolutely no shape to any of it. It's a helter-skelter of disjointed events and it's up to us to connect the dots.
Traditionally Presidents Day was Washington's birthday. It was celebrated as a public holiday on February 22 each year, in peace or in war. Seventy years ago it was FDR's task to remember his great predecessor.
I'd be hard-pressed to pick a favorite between Life Itself, Steve James' documentary about the late film critic Roger Ebert, and To Be Takei, by Jennifer Kroot, about the amazingly resilient career of actor George Takei.
We tend to think of Hawaii as an enlightened, multicultural place where being Asian is a badge of the majority. But this episode educates us to the fact that under the pressure of fear and wartime panic, even a paradise like Hawaii can revert to binary tribal lines.