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  1. I think i posted this a few months back, but its worth a repeat.

    A World War 2 vet told me this story about ten years ago when i visited the normandy beaches in France.

    This is how it goes.

    This gentelmen and patriot was an Airborne Ranger in WW2. He was flown into the heart of danger along with thousands of others into the area around the Normandy Beaches.

    Unfortantely for him he landed miles away from his intended target. The good news was that even though he was off target he was not at immediate threat of being shot.

    When he landed, it was very dreay, cold and rainy. He immediately noticed a small house and figured it to be that of a native french person. As a result, he went upto the door and was welcomed in by the Frenchmen. He was treated to some food and hot tea while he warmed up for a little bit. The Frenchmen spoke no english but treated him as though he was family. After a short stay he left to go find his platoon.

    50+ years later(now in his seventies), this patriot decided to visit the Normandy beaches for the first time since the War ended.

    The first place he went to was where he landed when he first flew in off target. He immediately noticed that the same small house was there as it was 50 years earlier.

    He proceeded to walk up to the house and knock on the door.

    The door opened up and it was the exact same man that opened the door some 50+ years earlier, this time a wee bit older though.

    The first words out of the frenchmen's mouth were "I have been waiting for you my entire life"...spoken in perfect english.

    They hugged each other and both went inside. The frenchman said, i have something for you. He then proceeded to go upstairs.

    He returned about 1 minute later with a big box.

    The American soldier opened the box to find the exact same Parachute he flew in on 50+ years earlier.

    He said they talked and cried for hours.

    God bless our soldiers and the people who help them out.
  2. good story, maybe im too emotionally devoid of a guy or something (no tears or anything that whole story),,,but when i hear spine tingling and tear jerking i always think of this guy

    <OBJECT height=355 width=425><PARAM NAME="movie" VALUE="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUQeUsqQuVc&rel=1"><PARAM NAME="wmode" VALUE="transparent"> <embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xUQeUsqQuVc&rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"></embed></OBJECT>and im welling up
  3. Nice story. Everyone that is able to really should visit Normandy sometime in their lives. Walking through the cemetary that lines the beach is to this day one of the most stirring experiences of my life aka I cried like a little girl.
  4. I thought for sure this was going to be about Sweetness. good story anyhow
  5. Nice post, thanks
  6. "I can only imagine"...great song. Who is the guy in the triathlon? Seems like a good story.
     
  7. Straight men do not say "spine tingling."
     
  8. Go die in a retard fire. Please go to Normandy and not be overcome with emotion, your reward if you achieve this is that you are an asshole.
  9. honestly, i like it
  10. lol at that post... i like your style rp
  11. G F Y
     
  12. why did he wait so long? what a prick. The guy has been waiting his entire life. You would think the soldier would have went back atleast 20 years earlier.

    The soldier probably cried cuz he felt so guilty. And the other guy started crying too because he realized what an asshole this other guy was for not coming back to talk to him sooner...but forgives him because he finally did come back....

    Total tear jerker
     
  13. Dick Hoyt. Him and his son run the Boston Marathon every year, and I'm sure many others.
  14. This has to be the worst thread of the year so of yet.
     
  15. "Dick and Rick Hoyt are a father-and-son team from Massachusetts who together compete just about continuously in marathon races. And if they’re not in a marathon they are in a triathlon — that daunting, almost superhuman, combination of 26.2 miles of running, 112 miles of bicycling, and 2.4 miles of swimming. Together they have climbed mountains, and once trekked 3,735 miles across America. " from teamhoyt.com

    <TABLE width="75%"><TBODY><TR><TD>Total Events
    • <LI>216 Triathlons, 6 Ironman distances <LI>20 Duathlons <LI>65 Marathons, 25 Boston Marathons <LI>7 18.6 Milers <LI>81 Half Marathons <LI>1 20K <LI>35 10 Milers <LI>28 Falmouth 7.1 milers, 1 Falmouth in the Fall Event <LI>8 15K <LI>206 10K <LI>146 5 Milers <LI>4 8K <LI>17 4 Milers <LI>99 5K <LI>7 20 Milers <LI>2 11K </LI>
    Total 942 events
    </TD><TD vAlign=top>Personal Bests
    • <LI>2:40:47 Marathon <LI>56:21 15K <LI>1:21:12 Half Marathon <LI>40:27 7.1 Miler <LI>13:43:37 Ironman Triathlon <LI>35:48 10K <LI>2:01:54 18.6 miler <LI>27:17 5 miler <LI>59:01 10 miler <LI>17:40 5K <LI>2:10:45 20 miler </LI>
    </TD></TR></TBODY></TABLE>
    Biked and ran across the USA in 1992-3,735 miles in 45 consecutive days
    Biked the states of Connecticut,Rhode Island, Massachussets,with "Axa World Ride '95"
    Biked from Pittsburgh,PA to Washington DC with "Axa World Ride 95 "

    makes me feel like a worthless piece of shit. by the way dick is retired and old yet he still kicks this much ass
  16. the beaches of Normandy are replicated in the National D-day memorial in Bedford, VA. If any OTers come to visit - lemme know since I live in the next town over :)
  17. Very relevant.