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5.17.2010

"With $10 from Reed, and another $10 from me, I bought two Soldiers lunch today. I was deeply honored." SL

"With $10 from Reed, and another $10 from me, I bought two Servicemen lunch today. 
I was deeply honored, and overjoyed." SL

Monday the local coffee shop has $1 bottomless coffee - that's the one time I'll
buy ANYTHING for myself.  So, after my shift this morning, with 35 min left on my laptop
battery, in I went.  Five minutes after I was settled and working, in an easy
chair by the door, in walked two Army guys in desert uniform, and they went to
a display case to decide.  I discretely lept to my feet and without their notice,
combined $10 that Reed had donated to me (http://www.washingtonpost.com/
wp-dyn/content/article/2010/03/18/AR2010031805421.html
,
http://yearofgiving.wordpress.com/ ) with $10 someone else had donated and
got to a young lady over the counter without their notice - "please use this
to pay for them, and bring me the change please.  Please don't tell them where
it came from."  She was deeply surprised, and pleased.

It was late morning and I assumed coffee and a donut each, but I wanted to
be sure she had enough to cover it.  About 10 minutes later she came over to where I was
buried in my laptop and held out a penny.  :-)  She was grinning, cuz she too
had expected to bring much more change than that!  "They each had a drink and a
sandwich!  That was soooooo cool," she said grinning from ear to ear, to the
bum in sandals, with filthy feet and clothes (I refuse to use more than my global
share of water; the major cause of war this century) and Crosses tattooed on his head. 

What a Joy.  What a Privilege to contribute in even this minuscule way to our
Sons who've embraced the job of Dying for us all.  (That's how Gandhi saw their
job, with total Reverence, Respect, and Humility).

sl

ps: That same bum was startled out of his work by the same two Soldiers walking out
the door, but not before each in turn, looking the dirty, smelly bum in the eye
and saying a warm and unmistakably sincere, "thank you," shook his hand.  I haven't
a clue how they discovered me. It doesn't matter. "Stay SAFE," I sternly commanded,
our sons, our brothers.

It was sooooooooo cool.  Such an Honor.



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