Ah, hell...now I'm all misty eyed.Posted by Mumblix Grumph at December 28, 2009 10:30 PM
I'm choked up, too.Posted by Jewel at December 29, 2009 12:06 AM
now that wasn't fair...where's my hanky?Posted by Barnabus at December 29, 2009 5:27 AM
It's a bit dusty in here, too.Posted by waltj at December 29, 2009 5:59 AM
Gerard, you wonderful bastard, you've made a wizened attorney weep in his morning coffee.Posted by Mike Lief at December 29, 2009 7:04 AM
Can't stop the flood.
Sh**. Now I've got to re-do my makeup.Posted by Cathy at December 29, 2009 9:02 AM
No comment now.
I have something in my eye(s).Posted by Aye Chihuahua at December 29, 2009 9:29 AM
Thank You, G....
Thanks, Gerard for a wonderful reminder of what really matters.Posted by Blastineau at December 29, 2009 11:07 AM
Bravo Gerard.Posted by gedaliya at December 29, 2009 12:59 PM
That clip has redefined 'affecting.'
No dry eyes is right.Posted by Don Rodrigo at December 29, 2009 1:54 PM
Like everyone else, I'm wiping the tears away.
My son had a similar experience when his Dad surprised him with an unannounced return from 12 mo. in-country VietNam. In his case, it wasn't school, it was Pop Warner football practice. Only time I ever saw my son shed tears in front of his coach and peers. Unfortunately the only documentation I have is one very old Kodak print that is kind of blurry and now faded.
But it doesn't matter who it is, the thrill and the joy of a return is something wonderful to behold. Thank you for reminding us again of this wonderful scene.
And Happy New Year to all.Posted by Sara (Pal2Pal) at December 29, 2009 2:48 PM
What a lovely surprise! I cried along with the rest of you. Then I wished she wore a different shirt to greet her Dad.
Posted by teresa at December 29, 2009 5:12 PM
Wonderful! Pure, and untainted love.Posted by markh at December 29, 2009 6:06 PM
Had my share of homecomings in my Army career. This clip just shut me down for awhile. My goodness.Posted by Donald Sensing at December 30, 2009 7:53 AM
That clip tore me up for some personal reasons, and for young Hannah's joy and surprise that day.
And I'm with Teresa on this one. Let's thank Jaclyn Smith's KMart Kidz, or Kid Gap's Young American summer line, for plastering that symbol upon tens of thousands of young bodies, just at this moment in time.
I'll wager my '61 VW Beetle, appraised at 28K, against a doughnut; that the MSgt. got her to retire that shirt and any others like it, and she did it willingly that very night.Posted by O'burg Neill at January 3, 2010 9:47 PM
Oh, and those earrings, too...Posted by O'burg Neill at January 3, 2010 9:52 PM
I'm choked up, too.Posted by Tiffanyepu at May 22, 2013 1:56 PM