BEST EMAIL OF THE
DAY and POSSIBLY OF THE CENTURY!!!!
From A MARINE
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 I 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 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. 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
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, OLD men like him gave you 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 Mall. If you don't
stand behind our troops, PLEASE feel free to stand in front of them!
Remember, Freedom IS NOT free. Thousands have paid the price, so you can
enjoy what you have today.
LET'S DO THIS - JUST 19 WORDS:
GOD OUR FATHER, WALK THROUGH MY HOUSE AND TAKE AWAY
ALL MY WORRIES; AND PLEASE WATCH OVER AND HEAL MY FAMILY; AND PLEASE PROTECT
OUR FREEDOMS, AND WATCH OVER OUR TROOPS, WHO ARE DEFENDING THOSE FREEDOMS. AMEN.
This prayer is so powerful.
Pass this prayer to as many people as possible.
How God Saves Men
Believing Christ DIED, that’s HISTORY.
Believing Christ DIED for YOU SINS and Rose again that’s SALVATION.
Read Romans 1:16, Romans 10:9-10 and 1. Corinthians 15:1-4
Believing Christ DIED, that’s HISTORY.
Believing Christ DIED for YOU SINS and Rose again that’s SALVATION.
Read Romans 1:16, Romans 10:9-10 and 1. Corinthians 15:1-4
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Posted By Cecil and
Connie Spivey
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