Last night, I had the privilege of caring for three Americans that risked everything for their Country. One was a WWII Veteran, another a Korean War Veteran, another a Vietnam War Veteran.
I had, and took, the opportunity to just sit and talk with each of them, listening to the stories and things that they shared. I am amazed at how much one can learn by just listening. Create the proper conditions, a focused attention, and knowledge is passed.
These were conversations. Three generations, all from different times. I also shared with them a few things that my Grandfather, a WWII Veteran himself, told me. A heartfelt exchange occurred. I thanked each and every one of them for their Service.
Only a few will understand.
I now, do as well.
A micro-community developed last night, as I asked permission to introduce all around, was granted, and four generations came together. It was an awesome experience to be a part of. The oldest of our circle, was 96, the youngest was me.
Eventually, I had to attend to other matters... these three continued... and I smiled.
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