Today one of the women posted that when her son and a bunch of other sailors flew from Chicago to Pensacola yesterday, 20+ people in first class gave up their seats and let all the sailors fly first class

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This reminds me of when my friend (former Marine) came home after serving in Iraq from February-October, 2003.
He had so many people pay for his lunches, dinners, etc., that he was almost embarrassed to go out in public in uniform. He even had a WWII vet come up to him, pat him on the back, and say, āGod bless you, son. I served in WWII. Thank you.ā He later found out that the gentleman had paid for his dinner (and he was with his family, so it wasnāt a small tab).
Another time, he was stopping by Wal-Mart for something quick (in uniform), and in the parking lot, some young punk spit in his face. Twice. My friend just calmly wiped his face clean, trying to ignore the guy who was blocking his way. Two other men witnessed the incident, and came over. They asked if there was a problem, my friend said no, but when my friend continued through the parking lot, he looked back to see the 2 guys verbally/physically roughing up the man who had been a jerk.
For my wedding, I requested that he wear his Blues. I couldnāt believe all the support he received, the personal thanks/stories people shared, and the 3 plates of food he ate!
