This the man who survived Khe Sanh, my father the Marine corpsman, the savior of God knows how many lives despite his wounds.
This the man who, back in the states came close to dying by the bottle, recovered and started saving others.
This the man who hoisted his first car atop a pole and served thousands of meals, sometimes without charge.
This the man who never stood by watching without rolling up his sleeves to help where he could, never shirking.
This the man lying blue and gasping for breath, refusing the respirator so another’s life might be saved.
Wow…
Well then … I think there are heroes and then there are martyrs and sometimes the line isn’t all that clearly drawn …
He’s an unsung hero, a man who even his loved ones don’t know the whole story about. He’s the kind of man great novels are written about. The kind people think are fiction.
a true hero in my opinion.
Echoing Dale. Wow. Really great story 🙂
Well done, I did not expect this, great flash story