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Each of us has, throughout our lives, life altering moments. For many it is the common things such as marriage, a child being born, or a death. I had one of those life altering moments today but it doesn't fall into those categories.
I was in the Orlando airport today heading home. There is apparently a conference for injured veterans in the Orlando area starting tomorrow. Many of the veterans, some of them injured, were coming into the airport as me and my family were getting ready to leave. I was fortunate enough to be able to greet some of these injured veterans. There were a lot of people there cheering and clapping and handing out flags.
My daughter is five and my son is two. They are too young to truly understand, but I did my best to use it as an educational opportunity. Truth is that it opened my eyes.
Several of the vets were in tough physical condition. One had been burned, one had lost an arm. Several other had clearly visibile injuries. The last man to make his way down this gauntlet of cheering appreciative Americans was a double leg amputee, above the knee. He appeared to be in pretty good shape otherwise. He had what I, someone who is uneducated in prothesis, would call makeshift legs. They were clunky looking and with, for lack of a better word, paddles for feet. The veteran was able to walk but it was cleary a chore. As he made his way down through this crowd he was shaking hands. And smiling. I decided I needed to tell him thank you.
As he got closer to me I bent over (I'm 6'3 so I was considerably taller than him) to shake his hand. I grabbed his hand, looked him straight in the eye, and said the only thing that I've been able to come up with that describes my appreciation for all vets. I told him "Thank you for my freedom." This hero, and I am one who doesn't like the term thrown around, did not say you're welcome. He didn't flinch or hesitate and said to me, almost knowing what I felt, that "I would do it all over again."
What a man. What a country. Here this man who has clearly had his life turned upside down and has the inner strength to look back and accept his situation. Not only accept it, but to not want to change a thing. He has not allowed his injuries to be a life altering moment for him.
I don't know his name. I don't know what branch he served in. I don't know where he served or the circumstances of his injuries. What I do know is that I met someone special today and he has impacted me more than he'll ever know.
Thank you soldier.
Chuck
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