So yesterday morn. I was in Alabama for work. I found a little diner to have breakfast in before I picked up what I had gone for and headed to the airport!
I was enjoying a Western Omlette at a small table in the back while texting my wife and joking about how at least one person at each table was dressed in camo and at least one person had teeth (kidding none had teeth)
As I was finishing up an older cpl walked through the front door and headed towards a booth. I noticed the WW11 Vet hat on the gentlemans head. he was full of life and flirted with all of the waitresses who obviously knew him well. After he and his wife greeted everbody they sat down (on the same side of the booth as each other) and recieved their coffee and placed their breakfast order! I finished my drink and headed for the counter to pay my bill. I was so impressed with this old Vet for sooo many reasons and began to think about how few of them are still left.
I asked the gal at the register if I could please take care of the vet and his wifes bill. She rang it up and I paid for them both asking her to please thank him for his service for me! I walked out the door with a huge smile on my face and yet a slight sadness considering the difference between things then and things now. God bless those guys and gals and the best generation that ever lived! If you ever have an opportunity to speak to one of these guys, please do. You will never forget it!