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1mks  (Level: 208.0 - Posts: 5864)
Wed, 4th Mar '09 2:24 PM


A nurse took the tired, anxious serviceman to the bedside.

"Your son is here," she said to the old man.

She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes

He was heavily sedated because of the pain of his heart attack, he dimly
saw the young uniformed Marine standing outside the oxygen tent. He
reached out his hand. The Marine wrapped his toughened fingers around
the old man's limp ones, squeezing a message of love and encouragement.

The nurse brought a chair so that the Marine could sit beside the bed.
All through the night the young Marine sat there in the poorly lighted
ward, holding the old man's hand and offering him words of love and
strength. Occasionally, the nurse suggested that the Marine move away
and rest awhile.

He refused. Whenever the nurse came into the ward, the Marine was
oblivious of her and of the night noises of the hospital - the clanking
of the oxygen tank, the laughter of the night staff members exchanging
greetings, the cries and moans of the other patients.

Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words. The dying man said
nothing, only held tightly to his son all through the night.

Along towards dawn, the old man died. The Marine released the now
lifeless hand he had been holding and went to tell the nurse. While she
did what she had to do, he waited.

Finally, she returned. She started to offer words of sympathy, but the
Marine interrupted her.

"Who was that man?" he asked.

The nurse was startled, "He was your father," she answered.

"No, he wasn't," the Marine replied. "I never saw him before in my

"Then why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"

"I knew right away there had been a mistake,

but I also knew he needed his son, and his
son just wasn't here.

When I realized that he was too sick to tell

whether or not I was his son,

knowing how much he needed me, I stayed."

The next time someone needs you ... just be there. Stay.

Jank0614  (Level: 67.1 - Posts: 4597)
Wed, 4th Mar '09 6:05 PM

Marsha. Thank you. Oo rah.

I'm at the age now when it's crossed my mind about those coming final moments when my Marine son may be at my side and how that's going to feel to him. Marines are special human beings - they were in the first place or they wouldn't have become Marines.

Thank you for this touching and very revealing story.

Ladyvol  (Level: 202.8 - Posts: 5434)
Wed, 4th Mar '09 6:12 PM

Like Jank said, Marines are a special breed. I'm married to one and I know just how special they are...the story was very touching and it brought tears to my eyes when I read it. And for those who don't know there is no such thing as an ex-Marine...they are and always will be Marines! SEMPER FI...

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