Soldier says a stranger's Christmas card got him through the Vietnam War

Not gonna lie... but when he said: "You're real." I kind of broke down.

And thank you to the teacher who gave Donna this assignment!

Door gunner, was one of THE most dangerous jobs there. They say that the average lifespan of a door gunner, was between 13 and 30 days. Thank you, Mr. Metzler for your service, and we're so glad you made it home.

Omg he is shaking, what a priceless reaction and expression 😭 sincere, pure, heartwarming and it's true tho, a very simple "thankyou" is really can change someones day or maybe life..

“It will never be cliche” damn straight

being a marine, crewchief an door gunner, i know how he feels, they told me my life was worth 7 minutes in combat, to get a letter like that from a little one means more than anyone will ever know, that they know what is going on and to thank someone who is putting their life on the line for others. really the letter means so much

It is easy to forget that those students in 6th grade were only about 7 years younger than the average age of the soldiers that they were writing to.

When he said: "You're real....you're real!" I felt that ❤

During the 1st Gulf War, my son was in 7th grade. Like many others, one of his classes wrote to soldiers. His soldier wrote back. Over the next few years, my son corresponded with his soldier (and his soldier's wife at holidays). My son is 42 now...and his soldier is long out of the Air Force. However, they still talk all the time. His soldier has been down to visit him several times...and will be back soon, if this virus settles down. People don't realize that these kids are important to some of the soldiers...and those soldiers are VERY important to the kids. I've thanked our soldier many times...and I still feel that it isn't enough.

To the one person who gave this a thumbs down, please give the laundry a call to ask if your soul is ready to be picked up.

I’m seeing this in February 2020. I’ve heard too many stories from friends and family who went to Vietnam who felt like they wasted their time going to fight that war when they got home and were insulted, spit on, yelled at, boo’ed, and left to fend for themselves, upon returning to America. Whether people agreed with the war or not, these were our service men and women, many of whom were drafted (meaning they couldn’t refuse to go to war). Soldiers deserve honour, respect, and support for their service. Period. Only a few exceptions to that rule apply. God bless our troops! Every one of them have my undying gratitude. Salute! 🇺🇸

Veitnam may be the worst but u survived brave man! Thank you for protecting our country!

"you are real" .... NOW WHO CUT ONIONS?????

My grandfather, Col. Fred Cherry, was the first black pow of the Vietnam War period as it was told to me he married his pen pal once he got back home from the war. I could just imagine being that young and away from everyone you know fighting a war that may not have made a lot of sense but to know one person care and the age did not matter. Thank you for your service. As a Army Veteran I'm very proud of you.

I still have the letter I received in 2005. It came in a envelope full of other letters, no name, no class, no state and I don't even know if it was from a boy or a girl. Mine reads : Thank you for saving are country (are...not our). SO CUTE AND IT MEANS THE WORLD TO ME. THANK YOU WHOEVER YOU ARE FROM THE BOTTOM OF MY HEART. I SEE IT EVERY DAY AND OFTEN THINK ABOUT YOU; FOR THINKING ABOUT ME!

What a perfect, beautiful story. I lost my hubby in 1994, who was also a soldier in VietNam...he wound up with cancer, caused by the Agent Orange defoliant used over there. He had cancer 3 times, the third time taking his life, at just 51!! He was such a beautiful and perfect husband and father to our adopted baby daughter...I think of him and our baby daughter, every single day, who is also an Angel in Heaven, with her Daddy...I still miss them both so much and I am so thankful for the gifts they gave me, by being the most important and precious loves in the world to me...Once upon a time...I was the richest person in the world. I grew up feeling so unloved for the most part and for them to have loved me so much was a bigger blessing than I can possible explain or I could ever dare say I deserved. Thank you God...I thank Him still every day for them both. Love the people in your life and love the people that mean something to you, in this lifetime...for all too soon, it will be gone. Don't forget to be nice to others too...someone is out there that needs you smile or "hello" today...don't miss out...it could change your whole world. Blessings my friends💖🙏💖

Oh Steve.....you got me to cry again.

Thank you John. My dad was a marine in ww 2.

I was in Nam and found out coming home was the hardest part. I am 74 years old now and still remember it all.

My heart sank when he said, "You're real."