My flight to Detroit just touched down. The flight attendant came on the PA asking everyone to remain seated when we reach the gate, so some soldiers returning back to Afghanistan.
Everyone clapped. Everyone.
Then the Captain came on. He said we were taking a fallen soldier home. You could have heard.a pin drop.
God Speed, whoever you are. I can't imagine any thanks can possibly fill the void your family feels.
We're at the gate, and the plane is clapping for the soldiers again. Out the window, you can see the cars lined up on the tarmac for our fallen hero. Everyone' crowded around the windows.
It feels like you're in church - that you're in the presence of something holy.
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5 comments:
Amen.
And Amen.
Amen, and I can never thank you enough. I have no words for tears.
Nicely said and well done to your fellow travelers. We're not done as long as honor still exists.
Radney Foster wrote about exactly this with his song, 'Angel Flight'.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7qZBFdvZDfM
Amen... no other word works.
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