I was at some sort of appointment and on the way home, we learned if the global clash. I remember checking out google maps for locations. I do know that we gathered, family and friends at one of my old homes and we learned of the sinking of the carrier Roosevelt and the battleship Oklahoma.
The IAF was holding its own. In addition to the Roosevelt, we were mourning the loss of about 10K French (not specific if on the carrier or part of the task force).
We witnessed the attempted bombing of a hybrid cargo ship that supports/supported the Roosevelt by a WWII bomber. That ship was as fast as the SDF-1 avoiding Zentradi missiles.
I went to my third grade classroom where we gathered to watch a Indiana Jones movie. Ariel was pissed, she had to wait for us outside my old house on Ferguson.
Lots of crazy stuff.
At my third grade classroom, my employer was finally conducting its interrogation of my attacker and one of the investigators was giddy because there was proof that i had removed my attacker's name from some list.
The general feeling was that after the first day, we were winning the war and that we would do so, again, as we had in the last two conflicts over the last two decades - but this, there would be no settlement: we were in it till the end!
