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"December 7, 1941, a date that will live in infamy."~ Franklin Delano Roosevelt

I stumbled upon the 40's music station on my Sirrus radio a few months back. I listen to the music of the 1940's while commuting to and from work.

 As I listened this morning, I was thinking about how the songs of that decade reflect the way our country entered the decade that also ushered in WWII.

As the decade began the mood was lighter, the jazz is upbeat. The country was beginning it's climb out of the Great Depression, and although war rages across the Atlantic,  "Glen Miller's band is better than before."

After Pearl Harbor, the mood quickly changed. Our music reflected the feelings on the home front.
Songs like, When the Lights Come on Again, Wartime Blues, This is the Army, and The Army Air Corp Song gave the folks at home a sense of pride. It bolstered their spirits and their resolve to support their boys overseas fighting on two war fronts.

As the war lingered on our music reflected the reality of the long separation from loved ones. Waiting for the Train to Come in, Spring will be a Little Later This Year, and Ma, I Miss Your Apple Pie, were popular hits.

The songs were bolstering the spirits of those on the home front and those troops fighting overseas. Records were played throughout army camps, naval bases, on board ships and army air corp hangers.
Nothing said home like our American music. The songs let them escape the realities of war. They could think about dancing with their favorite girl to the sounds of Benny Goodman, Artie Shaw, Glen Miller and others.

The end of the war brought The V-Day Stomp, D-Day, and I'll Bet You're Sorry Now Tokyo Rose. Our troops came home and we celebrated their homecoming with songs.

Today, the 70th Anniversary of Pearl Harbor, reminds us how our world shifted on that ordinary Sunday morning. As the greatest generation fades away, their music lives on.  May we never forget those courageous men and women who lost their lives on that fateful day.