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	<title>Comments on: Thinking of the troops</title>
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	<description>Cutting straight to the point</description>
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		<title>By: James</title>
		<link>http://www.yourish.com/2008/05/26/4870/comment-page-1#comment-32047</link>
		<dc:creator>James</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 17:17:04 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I returned to the US in April, 1970 after two years out of the country. When I left our base, we were med evacuating a woman who was bleeding to death. Twenty four hours later, I had not yet slept. At midnight, I would become a civilian.
A flight attendant had only been on the job for six months and we learned she and I knew people in common. We chatted so long she moved me to first class so we could visit in her off time.
I told about some of my adventures and she shared stories about her travels. When the trip ended, the flight attendant gave me a Disneyland balloon and wished me luck. Someone behind me began to clap, and then another did. Before long all of the passengers gave me a standing ovation.
It stunned me. I never got over it, especially given the treatment many people gave returning Vietnam era veterans. Ten years later, I thought of the flight attendant decided to find and thank her.
In 2004, I found someone who knew her. Sadly, she died of cancer in 1977, but I will never forget what she and the passengers on that airliner did.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I returned to the US in April, 1970 after two years out of the country. When I left our base, we were med evacuating a woman who was bleeding to death. Twenty four hours later, I had not yet slept. At midnight, I would become a civilian. </p>
<p>A flight attendant had only been on the job for six months and we learned she and I knew people in common. We chatted so long she moved me to first class so we could visit in her off time. </p>
<p>I told about some of my adventures and she shared stories about her travels. When the trip ended, the flight attendant gave me a Disneyland balloon and wished me luck. Someone behind me began to clap, and then another did. Before long all of the passengers gave me a standing ovation.</p>
<p>It stunned me. I never got over it, especially given the treatment many people gave returning Vietnam era veterans. Ten years later, I thought of the flight attendant decided to find and thank her. </p>
<p>In 2004, I found someone who knew her. Sadly, she died of cancer in 1977, but I will never forget what she and the passengers on that airliner did.</p>
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		<title>By: Meryl Yourish</title>
		<link>http://www.yourish.com/2008/05/26/4870/comment-page-1#comment-32045</link>
		<dc:creator>Meryl Yourish</dc:creator>
		<pubDate>Mon, 26 May 2008 14:19:21 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description>I think the only appropriate comment here (besides thank you) is: God bless America.</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I think the only appropriate comment here (besides thank you) is: God bless America.</p>
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