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  1. Captain Bud

    Captain Bud TS Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    just something for the mind and heart..........

    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 takeoff, 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


    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, and said, 'I want to shake your hand.'

    Quickly unfastening my seat belt 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 ret urn. 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 United States of America' 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.


    Jan 29, 1998
    TTT Lets keep our guys in the front of our thoughts, and lets do everything to give them a decent home to come back home to.

    Bob w
  3. Bruce Specht

    Bruce Specht Well-Known Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Near but not in chicago
    Touching to say the least. Thanks for posting it and making me think about these young guys and gals!
  4. Bocephas

    Bocephas Well-Known Member

    Jan 29, 1998
  5. BRGII

    BRGII TS Member

    Feb 26, 2008
    Damn good post, brought tears to my eyes. Semper Fi BRGII
  6. grunt

    grunt Well-Known Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Thousand Oaks Ca
  7. gotbass

    gotbass Member

    Jan 29, 1998
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