Originally Posted by Ramona Byrd

In the Ft.Worth/Dallas air port, I saw a young serviceman look longingly into a cafe window and then glance into his wallet, then walk away. So I bought two sandwiches, and more candy and soda than I wanted and asked if he would share it with me. Turns out he was headed to the same base I was, my SIL was stationed there. Nice young man, away from home for the first time. Very polite he was, sweet mannered. And hungry, all late teens and early 20s are always hungry. After raising teenagers that much I knew. That was little enough to give him, considering what he might have to give for us.