September 3, 2012
On a Sunday afternoon when I was 6 years old, I went to see the double feature at the Norwood Theatre with my mother. My father was running a small machine shop in the garage behind Lewis’s Restaurant. So with one car in the family we were able to ride to downtown Norwood together. He would go to work and the two of us to the show.
Between the first and second features I headed to the snack bar for a candy bar of some description. As I made my purchase the radio was on and a man was talking on it rather quickly. On returning to my seat, while the “News of the World”, cartoon or the previews were playing I leaned over and asked, “Mom where is Pearl Harbor?” She said, “let’s go!” as we headed out the door and across the street to tell my father what we now knew….We were going to war!
Now at age 77, I still remember that moment burned into memory. In my mind’s eye I can still see the darkened theater, bright screen, and the look on my mother’s face as I told her that we had been attacked by Japan, December 7, 1941. Submitted by Leonard Mintz.