An encounter with greatness

Discussion in 'Freedom and Liberty' started by -06, May 21, 2013.

  1. -06

    -06 Monkey+++

    This has been around awhile but some may not have seen it. Bears reading again. Spent a bit of time in the Marines and came to appreciate every branch--it is a team effort. We all took that oath--to defend against all enemies--foreign and domestic. 06

    As I came out of the supermarket that sunny day, pushing my
    cart of groceries towards my car, I saw an old man with the
    hood of his car up and a lady sitting inside the car, with the
    door open. The old man was looking at the engine. I put my
    groceries away in my car, and continued to watch the old
    gentleman from about twenty five feet away.

    I saw a young man in his early twenties with a grocery bag in
    his arm walking towards the old man. The old gentleman saw
    him coming too, and took a few steps towards him.

    I saw the old gentleman point to his open hood and say something.
    The young man put his grocery bag into what looked like a brand
    new Cadillac Escalade. He then turned back to the old man. I
    heard him yell at the old gentleman saying:'You shouldn't even
    be allowed to drive a car at your age.' And then with a wave of his
    hand, he got in his car and peeled rubber out of the parking lot.

    I saw the old gentleman pull out his handkerchief, and mop his brow
    as he went back to his car and again looked at the engine. He then
    went to his wife and spoke with her; he appeared to tell her it would
    be okay. I had seen enough, and I approached the old man. He saw
    me coming and stood straight, and as I got near him I said, 'Looks
    like you're having a problem.'

    He smiled sheepishly, and quietly nodded his head. I looked under
    the hood myself, and knew that whatever the problem was, it was
    beyond me. Looking around, I saw a gas station up the road, and
    I told the old man that I would be right back. I drove to the station
    and went inside. I saw three attendants working on cars. I approached
    one of them, and related the problem the old man had with his car.
    I offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help him.
    The old man had pushed the heavy car under the shade of a tree and
    appeared to be comforting his wife. When he saw us he straightened
    up and thanked me for my help. As the mechanics diagnosed the
    problem (overheated engine), I spoke with the old gentleman.

    When I shook hands with him earlier, he had noticed my Marine
    Corps ring and had commented about it, telling me that he had been
    a Marine too. I nodded and asked the usual question, 'What outfit
    did you serve with?'

    He said that he served with the first Marine Division at Guadalcanal ,
    Pelieliu, and Okinawa .He had hit three of the worst ones, and retired
    from the Corps after the war was over. As we talked we heard the car
    engine come on and saw the mechanics lower the hood. They came
    over to us as the old man reached for his wallet, but was stopped by
    me. I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card.

    He still reached for the wallet and handed me a card that I assumed
    had his name and address on it, and I stuck it in my pocket. We all
    shook hands all around again, and I said my goodbye's to his wife.

    I then told the two mechanics that I would follow them back up to the
    station. Once at the station, I told them that they had interrupted
    their own jobs to come along with me and help the old man. I said I
    wanted to pay for the help, but they refused to charge me.One of
    them pulled out a card from his pocket, looking exactly like the card
    the old man had given to me. Both of the men told me then that they
    were Marine Corps Reserves. Once again we shook hands all around
    and as I was leaving, one of them told me I should look at the card the
    old man had given to me. I said I would and drove off.

    For some reason I had gone about two blocks, when I pulled over and
    took the card out of my pocket and looked at it for a long, long time.
    The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and
    under his name was written: 'Congressional Medal of Honor Society.'
    I sat there motionless, looking at the card and reading it over and over.
    I looked up from the card and smiled to no one but myself and marveled
    that on this day, four Marines had all come together because one of us
    needed help. He was an old man all right, but it felt good to have stood
    next to greatness and courage, and an honor to have been in his presence.

    Remember, as we approach another Memorial Day, OLD men like
    him gave you, and all of us, FREEDOM for America .

    Thanks to those who served and still serve, and to all of those who
    supported them, and who continue to support them.
    America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the

    Remember, Freedom isn't Free. Thousands have paid the price, so that you can enjoy what you have today.

    Harbin, Hammerhead, Mechwolf and 8 others like this.
  2. kellory

    kellory An unemployed Jester, is nobody's fool. Banned

    Thank you for posting this. And thank all of you who have served.
  3. Yard Dart

    Yard Dart Vigilant Monkey Moderator

    Amen @-06!!
  4. NotSoSneaky

    NotSoSneaky former supporter

    I've been a bit morose lately and I needed this to remind me every day there are heros who walk among us.

    Thank you for sharing.
  5. William Antrum

    William Antrum GunMetal Monkey

    Entertaining Angels where we?
  6. Dont

    Dont Just another old gray Jarhead Monkey

    06.. Semper Fi... Met an old Marine in salt lake who worked at the court house.. He had made 5 landings and I had the priveledge of talking with him.. That cherished memory pales to your tale.. Thank you..
  7. -06

    -06 Monkey+++

    Would not say it "pales" Don't. To keep going in the face of danger is a trait that we all wish we had. We never know what we can do till that time arrives. Glad and thankful that so many have.
  8. HK_User

    HK_User A Productive Monkey is a Happy Monkey

    Go to your local grave yard, find a section of Vets. We have one called the Honor Roll. Adopt a grave that feels right. Visit and take flowers on ocassion. I did, a young man who never made it back alive and all his folks were gone too. At times I leave a flower or just stop by to chat. I always salute as I pass.

    He is remembered.
  9. Dont

    Dont Just another old gray Jarhead Monkey

    Out here, when ever we see someone that needs a hand, we all stop to see what we can do for them, with a few exceptions.. Like that highway patrolman that makes a point of stopping locals (out in the country).. Heard of him sitting in the ditch waiting on a tow truck.. Anyways, he is gone.. Thought he could break the game laws and not face problems.. Seen three or four rigs around someone as everyone trys to figure the problem out.. I liken it to a group of monkeys trying to have their way with an elephant.. Pun intended...
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