[Austin W Hogan]

I often joke with people that I might be the last person that remembers Pearl Harbor. I was 5 years old and my father had just gotten a job inspecting 03A3's at Remington in Ilion. We lived in a third floor apartment in Herkimer. A little after lunch time we began hearing about the attack on the radio. We went outside; it was a sunny but cool December day and Main street was full of people asking each other what they had heard.

Best, Austin