Long ago, loading gear into a Yukon expecting the beautiful smart girl I had met some months prior to NOT be there when I got back in a year.
Thinking EVERY X or Current Mil/Leo guy carried 24/7/365!
that one knocked me over with a feather when I found some, [MOST] worry about 'comfort' when out and about.........HO LEE FU-K! i'll get comfortable when I get back to the GD house.
Amen brother!
Coincidentally I was watching WWII in HD the past few days and one of the gentlemen whose story they were telling was a newly minted officer just after Pearl Harbor. His name was Charles Scheffel and he was from Oklahoma, he attended Oklahoma A&M. Charles was married to his sweetheart before shipping out to North Africa and wanted nothing more than to return to his beautiful bride just like so many men that never did. He was wounded and bleeding from a Nazi shell in the ruins of some European village when he came to the realization that if he didn’t get up and moving he would die. Charles said that he wanted nothing more than to get home so that he could “make love to his wife again”. He had all the ‘comfort’ he needed with only the memory of what waited for him at home.
He spent a good deal of time recovering but since they had to amputate his trigger finger he was sent back home. Once Charles got to Virginia (IIRC) he called his wife and said “quit work and come meet me in Arlington”. She replied “I’ll be getting on the 3 o’clock train day after tomorrow”. Charles was so excited to see the women he loved but hadn’t seen in a few years that he got to town a few hours early and was sitting there trying to figure out how he could afford a room at the Arlington Inn when a man approached him and said “Captain, you look like you’re having a hard time. Wait here....”. Two minutes later that man came back and said “Captain, hold out your hand”. Charles held out his hand and the anonymous man put the keys to The Suite at the Arlington Inn in his hands. Feeling that divine intervention had interceded just as it had a couple of times during his darkest moments of combat he said a prayer and thanked God for once again saving his hide.....then his beautiful bride arrived and they had a welcome home night the likes of which he only dreamt about...... the dream that sustained him in combat and carried him during the storms of battle was now hugging him and kissing him in real life....on American soil! His wife gave birth to their first child 9 months to the day after their reunion.
Anyway Sir, I thought of you and your story encouraged me to let you know that.
I guess that sometimes even a blind squirrel finds an acorn because I married way above my pay grade. Knowing what true love feels like makes Charles’s story easily relatable to those of us lucky enough to have found it.....I’d venture that you could relate as well. 👍
