Posted by shadow on 10/9/2007, 2:14 pm By Bill “No Chute” Hanlon Courtesy of Monsoon’s Dispatch, Chapter 785 VVA Last week something happened that I have to let you all know. So many things in my life have changed since I am part of the PGR and Run For The Wall. I woke up after forty years. I am so proud of all of us and those I support (I’m a cager). Well back to my story. I was in the store getting some ice for a mission to provide support as part of PGR at a funeral. I had water, just needed ice to top it off. I stood in line wearing “My Colors,” ya know the cut-off Levi jacket with patches that speak to what we did, who we are, and what we stand for. Mine has the signature from the Governor of West Virginia on it. Anyway, a lady behind me began crying. I am not scary to anyone at 64 didn't know what else to say. (At this point Kirby would laugh at me and say that was a stupid thing to say!!) She began weeping more. I looked at the cashier and shrugged my shoulders and was ready to pay for the ice when the crying woman spoke to me as she put her hand on my shoulder. As I turn and faced her she spoke through her tears “I spit on you forty years ago. I was a college student and we used to go around knowing all there was to know and when we came upon a troop in uniform we spit on them.” Her crying was even more— she could barely continue but she had to talk so her words came out through sobs. “I am so sorry. Can you ever forgive me. Please, it has hurt for so long, please forgive me.” I looked at her and then noticed the cashier crying also. So what’s a guy to do? I opened my arms and the crying woman fell into them sobbing. I closed my arms around her and said “WE forgive you.” She cried more as did the cashier and others in line were touched. The crying woman then backed away and asked, “What can I do?” Without hesitation and with a smile I said “don't let happen to our troops of today the same that happened to us, support them. Support the USO or any organization that supports our troops. Call them and ask what can you do to help our troops; they all have a wish list. Go up to every Military person in uniform and shake their hand; thank them for keeping terrorism off of our shores.” She smiled through tears and running mascara, thanked me, and the moment passed as they all do.
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, so she wasn't scared being around me. I turned and asked “Are you OK?” She obviously was not, but I
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