I was born six years and three months after the attack but as an 18-year-old Marine in 1966 I was jerked out of 6th Marines at Camp LeJeune, North Carolina to go be an armed Marine at the Marine Corps Reserve Data Services Center in Kansas City, Missouri. The command had the top secret orders for the mobilization of the of the Marine Corps Reserve (4th Marine Division & 4th Marine Air Wing) for the Vietnam war locked in a safe and my job, along with other regular Marines was to defend that safe to the death despite nobody on the planet wanting anything to do with that safe. Our duty station was in the Government Services Administration Building at 1500 E. Bannister Rd., Kansas City, Missouri.
The bosses were legends and good guys. Colonel Edwin Cook was a kid 2nd lieutenant with 5th Marines on Guadalcanal in '42 as a pre-war officer. He was a fine officer. He understood that he was off the map to catch a star and brigadier in Kansas City when Vietnam was heating up in 1966 but he had a warm place in his heart for the enlisted ranks, especially teens.
And then there was Sergeant Major George W. Dinning who was the senior enlisted man. Almost 30 years in, huge bastard in great shape, two Purple Hearts during WWII in the Pacific and two more in Korea - nothing but Marine infantry service until he was sent to Kansas City to pad the pension. Taskmaster and a prick but when you screwed up he sometimes saw himself as a teen Marine and let you slide. He was a pup Marine aboard U.S.S. Tennessee on the morning of December 7th, 1941 and is mentioned in this diary out of 1944:
https://www.mca-marines.org/gazette/pearl-harbor