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Created on: April 17, 2008 Last Updated: June 11, 2008
A HERO'S MEDAL
Every year about the same time, my dad would begin this long speech on how my grandfather served in the war and was a real life hero. It's funny, I never viewed my grandfather as a hero. If he was a hero, wouldn't he have medals and show them off to me? Grandpa was also a very quiet man. He never had much to say. He always seemed to be thinking and lost in himself.
Halfway through my dad's speech he stopped. My thoughts came back to reality upon hearing my dad's break in his words. I looked up at my dad and noticed he was looking to the left side of the headstone. "What's that?" he said. I looked and noticed a beautiful, decorative, , black box container. Painted in white letters, on top of the box were the words, THANK YOU, MY HERO! Excited and intrigued I jumped to open the box. My dad's strong right arm swung around and caught me. He held me back and said, "Hold on a minute." My dad then opened the black box container. Immediately after opening the box, my dad stepped back and said, "Woah!". I was then allowed, to look inside the box as well. After I had seen what was inside the box, I also stepped back and said, "Woah!"
"Who would leave this here?" exclaimed my dad, as he looked around. "I don't know dad," I said, "but I'm going to find out and find out why!" I darted off before my dad could stop me. I ran as fast as I could to the first person that I could think of, Gravedigger Jack.
I first met Gravedigger Jack about four years ago when my Grandpa was alive. I remember him and Grandpa always talked about their war adventures. This happened every Veterans day when Grandpa, dad, and I visited. "Gravedigger Jack!" I yelled as I ran towards him. "Son," he said, "you don't have to call me Gravedigger Jack. Jack or Mr. Jack is fine!" "OK, Gravedigger Jack," I replied back. He just rolled his eyes and shook his head. "What do you want?" he said. "Do you know who might have put the beautiful black box, with the war medal inside of it, on my grandpa's grave site?" "Was there a note left on the box?" he asked. I told him that there was no note, only the words THANK YOU, MY HERO! painted in white on top of the box. Gravedigger Jack then smiled and said, "You know, I believe that the person who left that box is not that far away!" I said, "I knew it was you! I knew it!" "It wasn't me," said Gravedigger Jack, "but let me tell you, your grandpa was a hero to a lot of people. Anyone could have left it. Go ask Sammy Johnson." He then pointed towards his right
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