About three months ago I was working my regular shift (2200 to 0600) at BEQ 634, at about 0230 I recieved a call from one of the students that lived there... all names but mine have been changed. 1 Beq 634 this is petty officer Moss how may I help you sir or maam? 2 AE2 this is seaman Smith my two friends and I were at this club and one of them drank too much.... 1 You need to get him back here and make sure you don't cause any trouble! 2 Well the problem is, We called a cab and after an hour he showed up we got in and Johnson (the drunk one) threw-up three times and he kicked us out of his cab. 1 So call another cab and get back here. 2 I have called four cabs but the last guy dropped us off on the side of the street and and there is nothing around and I dont know where to tell them where we are at! We need some help. 1 Well where were you at when you got in the cab? 2 Wisconsin... 1 Are you kidding me? I was going to tell you to just walk back, but it would take you until noon to make it back from there. 2 I know. So to make a long story short I talked to him found out what bar they started out at and which street they most likely took to start their journey back and went to go find them. About an hour or so later I found them and brought them back. Helped them get to their rooms and since they were to be graduating in the morning, I went and woke them up, made sure that they got ready to go graduate. All of this is more than I had to do, but for some reason I did it. I am not sure why, I usually dont even care that much. Maybe it was the desperation in his voice on the phone, maybe I was just in a good mood, maybe I did not want to see some good kids get in trouble when they did not need to. I am not sure. So why am I bringing this up three months later? I was making my rounds through the lounge tonight and one of the students stopped me to tell me that his friend had wrote him a letter from his ship. He wanted him to find me (luckily I work here where he lives) and thank me for all that I did than night. He wrote that he thinks that that night he may have been the end of his naval service. (the possibilities of what could have happened that night are endless) He just wanted to let me know that I saved his life! I guess that is how he saw it. I told the friend to tell him that he was welcome, maybe some day he will be able to do the same for some one else some time. I guess that my boy scout training helped some in this guys time of need. Scout Oath- On my honor I will do my best To do my duty to God and my country and to obey the Scout Law; To help other people at all times; To keep myself physically strong, mentally awake, and morally straight. Scout Law A scout is - TRUSTWORTHY LOYAL HELPFUL FRIENDLY COURTEOUS KIND OBEDIENT CHEERFUL THRIFTY BRAVE CLEAN REVERENT Scout Motto- Be Prepared Scout Slogan- Do a Good Turn Daily Thanks Dad.

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 Anonymous said...
Thanks Art for this story! It made my eyes well with tears. I had a similar expirence a long time ago and you never know how small, sometimes mindless, actions make a huge difference in someone's life.

Missing you and the family,

amy  

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