Humility

By: Trivette Lover Heather

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As the two men pulled up near the chapel, they were taken aback by the number of cars. Shrugging to themselves they parked about a mile out and walked slowly towards the church.

"You sure we got the right place?" BJ asked glancing around.

"We could ask someone."

"You ask, I get nervous around big groups of people."

"Since when?" Hawkeye stopped and looked up at his friend.

BJ shrugged. "About a minute ago."

The two friends slipped in and did their best to make their way towards the front, but weren't too successful. There was needless to say, standing room only. They could barely see the casket, but by the program in their hands they knew they were in fact in the right place.

"There has to be thousands of people here Hawk."

"At least."

During the service many tears were shed as memories flashed back in their minds.

"We should give our respects" Hawkeye suggested as the long service came to an end.

"Right." BJ replied, quickly wiping a tear from his face.

The two started for the front, to give their condolences. In the midst of the crowd, was the Mayor, Chief of Police and a few other esteemed people BJ pointed out. Neither of them could believe it.

Finally they reached the family.

"We served with him in Korea, he was a fine man, we're so sorry for your loss." Hawkeye spoke for the two of them.

"Hawkeye right?"

His eyes widened. "Yes."

"My brother spoke often about you, when he came back; he had lots of stories to tell of you."

"Well, I'm flattered. He was really a big part of making Korea easier for all of us."

"Thank you. He loved you all very much."

With a smile the two men slowly made their back to their car.

"Heck of a guy." BJ shook his head, looking down at the pamphlet.

"They don't get better than him." Hawkeye said slipping by a group of people.

"He made quite a name for himself huh?"

"Says here, he was pretty famous before Koreaâ€funny he never said a thing about it."

"Must have been that whole humility thing." BJ shrugged.

"Doesn't surprise me in the least." Hawkeye smiled, closing the pamphlet and looking ahead of him.

As they walked the two continually read through the paper in their hand. The picture of the man, when he was so young, took them back to a time they did their best to forget.

But Father Francis Mulcahy was one part they would never leave behind.

END

AN: This was sort of a look into the Fathers life back home. A fairly large parish, very esteemed and loved in his community, well known and respected. But I saw him never daring to make a big deal out of it, or thinking he was something special. I really think the Father was humble and took very little credit, if any for what happened in his life.

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Take care - TLH ‡