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“I knew my plans had changed.” I bet this is what my mother Dorothy thought on the morning of Dec. 7 1941. She was sailing home from Hawaii aboard the SS Lurline when, a few hundred miles from San Francisco, the captain announced the attack on Pearl Harbor. This was shortly after also receiving an SOS from a nearby freighter that it was being shelled by a submarine. The Lurline then began zig-zagging at high speed the remainder of the trip.

About a week earlier in Honolulu she had met her boyfriend Vic, an ensign aboard the Enterprise. He had proposed to her, and they planned to marry in the spring of 1942 when he expected to get leave. Dorothy had expected to see more of Vic on this trip, but on Nov. 28 he disappeared. She contacted the Navy but of course they gave her no information. Dorothy did not see Vic again for 14 months, when he returned to San Diego on his way to flight training. They immediately married and took off across country for Dallas.

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