"Captured, I was, as my soul was slowly spooled from me. Little threads, here and there, escaping through my pores and winding away from me. Hollows of blank places filled me now. An empty-holed soul is all that remained for many years. This emptiness bore a strange electrical current within me like the dull trilling of tungsten steel. Steady constant humming steel that simply wore out all other sane thoughts." (excerpt Whiskey In The River)
This is not a drill. The attack on Pearl. They were the ghost planes of the night, deadly, illusive, sharp-clawed Black Cats. The Memoirs of ARM H.P. Lawrence, a Pearl Harbor survivor, Black Cat, and decorated war veteran.
Rosetta was born in 1909 as the youngest of ten children. The family had more laughter than money and neighbors would knock on their door to ask, "Can we come in and laugh, too?"
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