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PEARL HARBOR REMEMBRANCE DAY

December 7, 2025

Some days in history don’t fade. They don’t soften. They don’t blend into the background noise of time.

December 7th, 1941, is one of those days.

A day when the world was punched awake. A day when young men — barely more than boys — got thrown into fire without warning. A day when fear, duty, sacrifice, and courage fused into one single moment that still echoes through our bones.

On Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, we don’t glorify war. We don’t romanticize death. We don’t wave flags to make ourselves feel patriotic for a few hours.

We remember — because remembering is a sacred obligation to the ones who didn’t come home.

THE TRUTH IS THIS: REAL HEROES NEVER SEE THEMSELVES AS HEROES

When the bombs fell and steel twisted and the sky went black with smoke, those men didn’t pause to ask who was watching.

They didn’t check rank. They didn’t wait for instructions written in perfect grammar. They didn’t debate whether they had enough information to act.

They moved.

They fought. They ran toward fire they didn’t understand. They dragged wounded brothers from oil-covered water. They manned guns on decks that were exploding beneath them. They held the line with nothing but guts, training, and a sense of duty carved into their bones.

Ordinary men became the wall that held back the storm.

That’s the kind of courage that doesn’t die with time — it becomes the lighthouse for every generation after.

WHY THIS DAY MATTERS TO OUR BROTHERHOOD IN THE TRADE

You don’t have to wear a uniform to feel the weight of what those men did.

Because we, too, live in a world where ordinary people step into extraordinary responsibility.

We, too, work in the dark. We, too, answer a call that most people never hear. We, too, understand that safety isn’t a slogan — it’s a promise to the man beside you.

When linemen go out in storms, fires, hurricanes — when we climb into danger because communities need us — we’re walking the same ancient road:

Duty. Sacrifice. Service. Brotherhood.

And just like the heroes of Pearl Harbor, our strength isn’t found in the easy days — it’s forged in the days when everything goes to hell and we stand anyway.

That’s why their story hits home. That’s why it resonates. That’s why remembering matters.

REMEMBRANCE ISN’T A MOMENT — IT’S A RESPONSIBILITY

On this day, we honor:

The sailors trapped below deck who never saw daylight again. The Marines who ran toward the gunfire. The airmen who scrambled into fighters that never got off the runway. The medics who worked ankle-deep in blood and diesel. The families who never got closure. The generation that stepped forward to defend a world that suddenly looked far darker than the day before.

We remember not because history demands it — but because their courage still lights our path.

If we don’t honor them, if we don’t learn from them, if we don’t speak their names and tell their stories, then the cost they paid becomes just another forgotten line in a dusty textbook.

And that cannot stand.

FINAL WORD: TODAY WE STAND A LITTLE STRAIGHTER

On Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day, take a breath. Take a knee. Take a moment.

Look at the world around you and understand something powerful:

Freedom isn’t an accident. Safety isn’t an accident. The ability to live your life, chase your dreams, raise your kids, and go home after your shift — none of that exists without the sacrifices of those who came before.

So today, we honor the men who stood in the fire so the world could stand on its feet.

We honor the courage that doesn’t diminish with time.

We honor the Brotherhood that transcends uniforms, trades, generations, and wars.

This is Pearl Harbor Remembrance Day.

Never forgotten. Never diminished. Never ignored.

Lineman Bull$hit™ honors the heroes who became the wall when the world needed one.

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