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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

Helping Your Fellowman

I just came from the blog Shipslog reading about one of Jack and Sherry's interesting trips and how someone helped them out. As so many of Jack's entries does, it reminded me of how the help of fellowman helped my family out when my husband Mel died. Leah and her family was stationed in Germany with the Army. It was soon time for them to be transferred to Fort Belvoir in Virginia but not quite yet, when they got the call her Dad was not expected to live. The Red Cross flew them home on a cargo plane. Actually they needed to go back to Germany to prepare for their move, but some fellow Army friends from Pa. took over so they didn't have to go back and could stay with me a month. They saw that their goods were packed and shipped, their car was shipped, their apartment was cleaned and turned back. Probably things I don't even know concerning a move in the Army. When everything was done and in order all the couple's relatives from Pa. sent cards and letters to me with sympathy and encouragement. I think of them often and will never forget.

5 comments:

TexWisGirl said...

a wonderful gift they gave your family at a time they needed it most.

Chatty Crone said...

Like I told Jack - I love heart warming stories like this...
sandie

jack69 said...

How sweet is that? Yes the Military move can be complicated, and yes the apartment must be cleaned spotless upon inspection, to be released. YES what a wonderful gesture by friends and peers.
I happened to be overseas when I was told my dad was not expected to live. The navy could not fly Sherry and the boys out because dad was still alive. He died before my plane landed in the Charlotte area. They flew my family in a couple days later.

Having spent some time in the service I can appreciate that story. I love a good story also.

TARYTERRE said...

Like I said at Jack's Blog.... Random acts of kindness can make all the difference.

Lynne said...

They were very blessed and had good troops helping them. My first husband was Army and we were stationed in Heidelburg GE in the early 90s, when my father took ill. My mother thought he would not make it, nor his doctors. They allowed me and the girls to return to the States early due to hardship circumstances and the husband followed later. I was very grateful for the support and sacrifices made in order to make it happen. My father ended up surviving that go round and lived for quite a few years, thereafter. I always felt like we had two families, too. It is a different atmosphere overseas with your military 'family' than when working state side. People look after one another and it is a good thing.