These don't come along too often

Discussion in 'United States Marine Corps' started by DonaldN, Jun 10, 2008.

  1. DonaldN

    DonaldN New Member

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    These don't come along too often...

    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 and then
    turn back to the old man and 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 and 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 told the old gentleman that I
    would be right back. I drove to the station and went inside and saw three
    attendants working on cars. I approached one of them and related the problem the old man had with his car and 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 had mentioned that he served with the first Marine Division at
    Tarawa, Saipan, Iwo Jima and Guadalcanal . He had hit all the big 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 and 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 and 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.........
    "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 alright, but it felt good to have stood next to greatness
    and courage and an honor to have been in his presence.

    America is not at war. The U.S. Military is at war. America is at the Mall.

    If you don't stand behind our troops,
    PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!!!!!!!!!!!!!
  2. Guarango

    Guarango New Member

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    Hi DonaldN
    That goes to show the difference between civilians and military men. I myself would have considered it a great honor to have helped that gentleman. Some loot athis aged body and think that's just an old man. Not knowing that thanks to the likes of him we live in a true democracy. Their wildest dreams or nightmares could not have shown what that gentleman had to go through to earn that Congressional medal of Honor.
    Thanks for helping that man on behalf of all of us.
  3. knewheart

    knewheart Active Member

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    Frank -

    just to set the record straight, there is no such award as the "Congressional" Medal of Honor.

    It is and always has been the Medal of Honor. Those yahoos in congress had nothing to do with it!

    knewheart

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