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Originally Posted by DARISC
When I was probably eight years old or so I got into an argument with my favorite uncle, an ex-SeaBee.
I got pretty cocky until my uncle smiled at me, put his hand ever so gently on my shoulder and said softly, Davey boy, it takes a man to admit he's wrong.
Belonging to my uncle, who I loved and and looked up to as my hero, that gentle hand felt like a sledgehammer crushing me into the dirt. I damn near broke into tears of shame and never forgot that lesson in life that I was fortunate to have been taught at a young age.
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A Seabee!!!! Very cool, and a VERY good story. Funny how we remember such soft but so poignant lessons. Again, that is just a fantastic story. Is he still with us??