On Wednesday, my wife and I had breakfast at the Pancake House in Pembroke Pines. As we were eating, a young man passed by, pushing a young girl in a wheelchair. A few minutes later, our waitress told us that he had paid for our breakfast, telling her to say nothing until after he left.
Not only was this the 12th anniversary of 9/11, I was wearing my favorite bemedaled Marine Corps cover, showing I had been a member of the 1st Recon, USMC, as well as several other Marine Corps units over my eight years of service.
I’m used to hearing “Thank you for your service” from strangers, but this was my first meal paid for by a stranger.
To this young man I offer my most heart-filled appreciation and thank him for his generosity. He taught his daughter a far greater lesson than any teacher could.
Arnold I. Pakula,