Early in the morning of December 8, 1941, a scholar of California art history, was walking to the Hotel California Trail, where -- after his graduation from the University of California at Berkeley, his hotel proprietor Grandfather had offered the use of a studio, in which his Grandson could research and write.

There was a surprising amount of commotion on the streets of San Francisco, but Ted had not listened to the radio on Sunday.

In his backpack, Ted carried John Muir’s The Story of My Boyhood and Youth. He had reached the place where in Scotland John and his boyhood friends practiced climbing the walls of the ruins of Dunbar Castle.

Ted stopped at a street corner to continue reading Muir's words. He was contemplating the handholds and footholds that Muir utilized on the seaside walls of Dunbar Castle, when, on a newsstand near Market Street, he saw the "extra!" edition of the San Francisco Chronicle.

"WAR!"

“Honolulu Sept 7”. At least two Japanese bombers, their wings bearing the insignia of the rising sun, appeared over Honolulu at about 7:35 am (Honolulu time) today and dropped bombs."
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