john19485
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I was going to bed last night , I've been having something like god telling me I had to stop by this old man's house , that I had seen out tending to his garden a couple years back, the last two years I had not seen him out, I never met him before, I decided to get it over with so I picked up a card today , and wrote a note to him, I went to his side screen door , and saw thru it ,he was setting there, I knock, and went inside, I told him why I was there, he read my card, and then told me his wife just passed away last week, he said he was 97, and she was 92, his name was Walter, he was a Veteran, I forgot to ask him what branch he was in, but that does not matter , his son was there with him , he had came down from Arizona , I was leaving and Walter just wanted to keep holding my hand, I hated to leave.