The year was 1992,
and my Army National Guard unit had been called to active duty to support the
people of Homestead, Florida immediately after the devastation of Hurricane
Andrew. Several of us soldiers were walking out of a McDonald's Restaurant with
M-16's slung over our shoulders.
In a poignant
ad-lib moment, suddenly a woman walked up, virtually “out of nowhere,” and
threw her arms around me, and exclaimed,
"You guys just don't know how
much we appreciate you coming to help us."
I’ve wondered what
ever became of that wind-tossed stranger and I never cease to pray for her.
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