yellowwing
10-30-05, 07:50 PM
My World War II buddy, Maurice, and I were waiting in a coffee shop. We still had 20 minutes before a radio interview, and we were both a bit nervous.
A nice older couple sits near us and Maurice leans over and whispers, "Now he looks like a fellow World War II Veteran."
So we politely introduce ourselves and we learn that we were sitting next to a Royal Marine and his wife! He had enlisted in Glasgow and fought for King and Country in the 1940's.
One of his eyes had a slight cataract, but the other was still bright, fierce, and yet a friendly blue. When I told him I was a Marine Brother, he smiled a bit more broadly.
I wish we had more time to chat with him. When we walked over to our appointment, Maurice and I both were strutting a little taller. We nailed the interview in one take, thanks to our good Royal Marine omen.
A nice older couple sits near us and Maurice leans over and whispers, "Now he looks like a fellow World War II Veteran."
So we politely introduce ourselves and we learn that we were sitting next to a Royal Marine and his wife! He had enlisted in Glasgow and fought for King and Country in the 1940's.
One of his eyes had a slight cataract, but the other was still bright, fierce, and yet a friendly blue. When I told him I was a Marine Brother, he smiled a bit more broadly.
I wish we had more time to chat with him. When we walked over to our appointment, Maurice and I both were strutting a little taller. We nailed the interview in one take, thanks to our good Royal Marine omen.