In a quiet moment, remember Pearl.

That sleepy Sunday was called ‘a day of infamy’.  

Today it is just a watery memory, the salty tears for those lost now part of the ocean, but an event that forever shaped the island paradise.

How fitting that in ancient history the tribal lore says that Pearl got its name from a maiden princess’s tears turned into pearls as she cried for her lost love.

The pearls and the tears are all gone but the haunting tales of loss remain.

Remember Pearl.  Remember the loss.