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Early in 2002, my wife and I took a little break (leave) and were working our way to CA when we stopped for the night in Monterey. The next morning at breakfast an older couple apparently overheard a conversation we were having with our waitress about my sweatshirt. It had a C-17 on it and she wanted it. Told her I would send her one when I got back to my base (and I did). Anyway, when it came time for the check, the waitress told us that the older couple paid for us on the way out and told her to say thanks to us. Made me tear up. That wasn't the first time nor the last that that has happened. It means alot, it really does. Those guys will never forget that.