Standing in line at Walgreens yesterday for a script and a precious little old lady came up from behind me and hugged me great big. I want to thank you and everyone else for escorting my grandson home from Afghanistan two years ago. While my memory failed me hers did not. For a moment I thought it was my cut she recognized with my PGR patches and all but after asking her she said it was my eyes, bald head and beard that she remembered. After completing my business at the counter I turned back to shake her hand and to hug this precious soul and tears Steel flooded her eyes and soft wrinkled cheeks. In parting I shared my normal it is my honor and God Bless.
Posted on: Tue, 22 Apr 2014 10:36:15 +0000
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