This story is about a soldier who was finally coming home after having fought in Vietnam. He called his parents from San Francisco.

"Mom and Dad, I'm coming home, but I've a favor to ask. I have a friend, I'd like to bring home with me."

"Sure," they replied, "we'd love to meet him."

"There's something you should know," the son continued, "he was hurt pretty badly in the fighting. He stepped on a land mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere else to go, and I want him to come live with us."

"I'm sorry to hear that, son. Maybe we can help him find somewhere to live."

"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."

"Son," said the father, "you don't know what you're asking. Someone with such a handicap would be a terrible burden to us. We have our own lives to live, and we can't let something like this, interfere with our lives. I think you should just come on home and forget about this guy. He'll find a way to live on his own."

At that point, the son hung up the phone. The parents heard nothing
more from him. A few days later, however, they received a call from the San Francisco police. Their son died after falling from a building, they were told. The police believed it was suicide. The grief-stricken parents flew to San Francisco and were taken to the city morgue to identify the body of their son. They recognized him, but to their horror they also discovered something they didn't know, their son had only one arm and one leg.

The parents in this story are not unlike many of us. We find it easy to
love those who are good-looking or fun to have around, but we don't like people who inconvenience us or make us feel uncomfortable. We would rather stay away from people who aren't as healthy, beautiful, or smart as we are.
i love your story! i am so in agreement with you. people are always judging people never for who they really are.
I read your story and I 'm moved to tears. It's poor for him. I'm a Vietnamese lady. My husband was a soldier too. After April 30, 1975 the Vietnamese Government let my people go to big prisons. It calls Ideological re-education. My people respect that American soldiers fought for my country. Thanks your story.
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I was very moved by that story. It isn't hard to love people even when they are not perfect as long as they are familie or best friend. But when they are not one of these, most people will ignore the people who are not so beautiful and smart.

I guess you all are right. It is easier to ignore people who will turn your life upside down
It's a pity.
This is really a very good story.Ace,Blazin..keep it up.
thanx 4 readin this everyone..

glad u like it ..
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