charlie (ky)
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From my friend, Colonel Wayne Morris in Jacksonville, NC - just back from a year and a half in Afghanistan teaching the Afghani Army how to shoot.
Jw
"Col Wayne Morris USMC (Ret)" <waymor@bizec.rr.com> wrote:
Fellow Devil Dogs,
This week our daughter Cathy was traveling home from college to be with us for Christmas. When she checked in at the airport in College Station (home of Texas A&M where she is a student) she found they had canceled her flight due to mechanical problems with the aircraft. Because of the Christmas holiday, available seats on other flights were almost impossible to find. After waiting many hours and not finding any seats on other flights, things were not looking good. Alone in the airport (with the exception of workers) she didn't know if she was going to make it home to see us. After sitting on a bench and crying in frustration an older gentleman approached her and asked what was wrong. She explained the situation. They chatted a while, and the gentleman told her he was visiting A&M to see his grandson get commissioned in the Marines. About that time, they both noticed an old T-28 aircraft taking off from the airport. Cathy explained to the gentleman that her father had flown T-28's and helicopters many years ago. The gentleman asked "in what branch of service did your father serve?" She proudly said, "the Marines, sir!" Cathy went on to explain that her mother was also a Marine, and that she even had her very own Gunny who helped raise her, and who ultimately retired as a SgtMaj, She continued on with her story and sadly told the gentleman that we had to bury "her Gunny" during Thanksgiving.
The older gentleman said, "Young lady, maybe I can help. Where are you headed?" Cathy told him first to Houston with a connection on to Birmingham. The gentleman got up and went over to speak with the gate agent and came back a short time later. He said, "If it is OK with you, you can fly with me to Houston and make your connection." Not comfortable with "getting a ride from a stranger" Cathy was a bit hesitant. About that time an aircraft taxied up and parked on the tarmac in front of the terminal. On the side of the aircraft was
Jw
"Col Wayne Morris USMC (Ret)" <waymor@bizec.rr.com> wrote:
Fellow Devil Dogs,
This week our daughter Cathy was traveling home from college to be with us for Christmas. When she checked in at the airport in College Station (home of Texas A&M where she is a student) she found they had canceled her flight due to mechanical problems with the aircraft. Because of the Christmas holiday, available seats on other flights were almost impossible to find. After waiting many hours and not finding any seats on other flights, things were not looking good. Alone in the airport (with the exception of workers) she didn't know if she was going to make it home to see us. After sitting on a bench and crying in frustration an older gentleman approached her and asked what was wrong. She explained the situation. They chatted a while, and the gentleman told her he was visiting A&M to see his grandson get commissioned in the Marines. About that time, they both noticed an old T-28 aircraft taking off from the airport. Cathy explained to the gentleman that her father had flown T-28's and helicopters many years ago. The gentleman asked "in what branch of service did your father serve?" She proudly said, "the Marines, sir!" Cathy went on to explain that her mother was also a Marine, and that she even had her very own Gunny who helped raise her, and who ultimately retired as a SgtMaj, She continued on with her story and sadly told the gentleman that we had to bury "her Gunny" during Thanksgiving.
The older gentleman said, "Young lady, maybe I can help. Where are you headed?" Cathy told him first to Houston with a connection on to Birmingham. The gentleman got up and went over to speak with the gate agent and came back a short time later. He said, "If it is OK with you, you can fly with me to Houston and make your connection." Not comfortable with "getting a ride from a stranger" Cathy was a bit hesitant. About that time an aircraft taxied up and parked on the tarmac in front of the terminal. On the side of the aircraft was