Man Saves Slab of Ribs From House Fire!

Not the wedding album.

Not the treasured keepsakes.

Not grandpa's ashes on the bookshelf.

Ribs.

:lmao:
 
Jim and I were serving overseas, and he lived for the letters from his wife.

One day I walked into our office at DivHQs and found him crying. When asked why he was crying, he handed me the latest letter.

Long story short, there had been a fire in the house, the wife had totalled the car, and Old Boot, his dog, had died.

He look up at me with red, swollen eyes, and said, "I loved that dog." I treasure a man who knows what is important.
 
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