Several years ago, I took my wife and daughter to the Arizona and the Punchbowl Cemetary on the way to Kona. My daughter was a teenager, and I never expected the emotional outpouring at the Punchbowl - hard to say which of us was crying the hardest.
As far as the Arizona, my daughter had a great time flirting the the seaman on the way out, and I thought WWIII was going to break out when she saw all the smiling Japanese. Thank God they didn't play TAPS, I couldn't have taken it.