Everyone Deserves A Chance To Tell Their Story

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This old gal…

Is a little ashamed of herself…hanging out at the EZ Kleen Laundromat…taking a load out of the washer…a gentleman lurking closely…waiting for the machine…tries to strike up a conversation…but shocker of all shockers…this old gal…didn’t feel like chatting…allergies having a hey day…the eyes a watering…the tongue tired…acknowledged him with a one liner…and a smile…and that was that…

Until later when he spied that hat…of that husband of mine…commented on the Hawkeye…and those two…began to chat…this man…Javier…adorned in a Vietnam Vet hat…and a survival vest decked out with a plethora of doo dads including a flashlight and Swiss Army knife…shared his experience in the war…with being a Code Talker…how he and other Cherokee were talking amongst themselves in their native language…when he was recruited as head of a team of 17…

These two men…bonded over their Native American heritage…that husband of mine acknowledging Javier’s story with an…I’ve read about that…and an I’ve heard about that…because…you know…he is the random information tidbit king…

This old gal…joined in with the conversation…so impressed with Javier…his story…his humor…that survival vest he wore…he had a story to tell…a beautiful story…a brave story…an impressive story…and that husband of mine…bless his heart…listened…

Everyone deserves a chance…to tell their story…
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And this chagrined old gal…agrees…