Because I like this quote I will share ........
Never lose sight of the fact that the most important yardstick of your success will be how you treat other people-your family, friends, co-workers and even strangers you meet along the way.
Barbara Bush
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Sunday, August 9, 2009
Worth reposting
A veteran is someone who, at one point in his life, wrote a
blank check made payable to ' Canada ' or ' 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.'
blank check made payable to ' Canada ' or ' 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.'
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Sunday, August 2, 2009
The Sack Lunches
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 take-off, a line of soldiers came down the a
isle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding
me. I decided=2 0to 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 dollars.
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,
an 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 w as 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 return. 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 ' Canada ' or ' 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.'
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 take-off, a line of soldiers came down the a
isle and filled all the vacant seats, totally surrounding
me. I decided=2 0to 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 dollars.
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,
an 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 w as 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 return. 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 ' Canada ' or ' 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.'
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