I was catching a flight to Atlanta out of D.C. in October. There was a man in an Army uniform sitting a couple
rows in front of me, which meant that I was behind him as we exited the plane when we landed.
As we walked through the airport, another man wearing shorts and a grubby
t-shirt walked up to the Army man and said "thank you for your service, sir."
I followed the Army man until I had to turn off to my next gate, crying the whole way. I didn't even care how weird I looked. It was one of the best things I have ever seen. Ever. I'm glad there are still people like both of those men left in this world.