RUNNER UP: A BEAUTIFUL MISTAKE
By Jeff Hamilton, Lake Havasu City, Arizona
My son was in Kuwait in 1991, fiercely battling the Gulf War. One awful day that year, a Navy car pulled slowly into the parking lot of my record shop. I froze behind the counter, unable to breathe. Two uniformed sailors quietly entered my store and began flipping through albums. Suddenly, one of them asked, “Do you have any Elton John records?” With a quiet sigh and a slight tear in my eye, I told them why I thought they were there. Both men apologized. It’s not every day you think you lost your son and get him back.
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