I choked up when I read this

Charlene.....Oklahoma
Strangers Are Friends.....Not Yet Met
To See GOD'S Wonders.....Travel
2011 34ft TARRA Class A Motor Home


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>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. 
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>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. 
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>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. 
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>He then went to his wife and spoke with her and 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.' 
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>He smiled sheepishly and quietly nodded his head. 
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>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 told the old 
>man That I would be right back. 
>I drove to the station and went inside and saw three attendants working on 
>cars.  I approached one of them and related the problem the old man had with 
>his car and offered to pay them if they could follow me back down and help 
>him. 
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>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. 
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>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?' 
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>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 and I told him I would just put the bill on my AAA card. 
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>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 all shook hands all 
>around again and I said my goodbye's to his wife. 
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>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. 
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>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. 
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>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. 
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>The name of the old gentleman was on the card in golden leaf and under his 
>name....... ‘Congressional Medal of Honor Society.'
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>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 it was an honor to have been in his presence. 
>Remember, OLD men like him gave you FREEDOM for America Thanks to those who 
>served...& those who supported them. 
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>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! 
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>Remember, Freedom isn't Free; thousands have paid the price so you can enjoy 
>what you have today.
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