[ SHOWGSD-L ] The Sack Lunches
- From: RopajaGSD@xxxxxxx
- To: Showgsd-l@xxxxxxxxxxxxx
- Date: Fri, 3 Jul 2009 18:14:29 EDT
I do not know if this is a true story; but it was sent to me and I
appreciated it; maybe it would be something others might want to read; or read
again if you have already seen this. To make this dog related: GSDs are
soldiers too.
Pauline Moon - _www.ropajagsd.com_ (http://www.ropajagsd.com/)
Ropaja German Shepherds: Member: GSDCAmercia & GSDCAtlanta
The Sack Lunches
I put my carry-on in the luggage compartment and sat down in my assigned
seat. It was going to be a long flight. 'I'm glad I have a good book to
read, perhaps I will get a short nap,' I thought.
Just before take-off, a line of soldiers came down the aisle and filled
all the vacant seats, totally surrounding me. I decided to start a
conversation.
'Where are you headed?' I asked the soldier seated nearest to me.
'Petawawa. We'll be there for two weeks for special training, and then we're
being
deployed to Afghanistan .'
After flying for about an hour, an announcement was made that sack lunches
were available for five dollars. It would be several hours before we
reached the east, and I quickly decided a lunch would help pass the time..
As I reached for my wallet, I overheard soldier ask his buddy if he
planned to buy lunch. 'No, that seems like a lot of money for just a sack
lunch.
Probably wouldn't be worth five bucks. I'll wait till we get to base.'
His friend agreed.
I looked around at the other soldiers. None were buying lunch. I walked to
the back of the plane and handed the flight attendant a fifty dollar bill.
'Take a lunch to all those soldiers.' She grabbed my arms and squeezed
tightly. Her eyes wet with tears, she thanked me. 'My son was a soldier in
Iraq ; it's almost like you are doing it for him.'
Picking up ten sacks, she headed up the aisle to where the soldiers were
seated. She stopped at my seat and asked, 'Which do you like best - beef or
chicken?' 'Chicken,' I replied, wondering why she asked. She turned and
went to the front of plane, returning a minute later with a dinner plate from
first class. 'This is your thanks.'
After we finished eating, I went again to the back of the plane, heading
for the rest room. A man stopped me. 'I saw what you did. I want to be part
of it. Here, take this.' He handed me twenty-five dollars.
Soon after I returned to my seat, I saw the Flight Captain coming down the
aisle, looking at the aisle numbers as he walked, I hoped he was not
looking for me, but noticed he was looking at the numbers only on my side of
the
plane. When he got to my row he stopped, smiled, held out his hand, an
said, 'I want to shake your hand.'
Quickly unfastening my seatbelt I stood and took the Captain's hand. With
a booming voice he said, 'I was a soldier and I was a military pilot. Once,
someone bought me a lunch.. It was an act of kindness I never forgot.' I
was embarrassed when applause was heard from all of the passengers.
Later I walked to the front of the plane so I could stretch my legs. A man
who was seated about six rows in front of me reached out his hand, wanting
to shake mine. He left another twenty-five dollars in my palm.
When we landed I gathered my belongings and started to deplane. Waiting
just inside the airplane door was a man who stopped me, put something in my
shirt pocket, turned, and walked away without saying a word.
Another twenty-five dollars!
Upon entering the terminal, I saw the soldiers gathering for their trip to
the base. I walked over to them and handed them seventy-five dollars. 'It
will take you some time to reach the base. It will be about time for a
sandwich. God Bless You.'
Ten young men left that flight feeling the love and respect of their
fellow travelers. As I walked briskly to my car, I whispered a prayer for
their
safe return. These soldiers were giving their all for our country. I could
only give them a couple of meals.
It seemed so little...A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life,
wrote a blank check made payable to ' THE US OF A ' for an amount of 'up to
and including my life.'
That is Honor, and there are way too many people in this country who no
longer understand it.'
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