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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Friday, Oct. 17, 2003 Alan, Hey! I&#8217;m in Houston, Texas! I&#8217;m sharing a room with Elsie. We left Killeen around 3:30 this afternoon. It&#8217;s Cloe, Elsie, Kayla, and myself. We all rode down in Cloe&#8217;s little 2-door Civic! it was a tight squeeze, but we&#8217;re having a lot of fun. We got here at night, so we haven&#8217;t gone anywhere yet. And don&#8217;t worry, we aren&#8217;t planning on spending much money at all. Tomorrow we&#8217;re going on a tour of [...]</p>
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<p><em>Friday, Oct. 17, 2003</em></p>
<p><em>Alan,</em><br />
<em> Hey! I&#8217;m in Houston, Texas! I&#8217;m sharing a room with Elsie.</em><br />
<em> We left Killeen around 3:30 this afternoon. It&#8217;s Cloe, Elsie, Kayla, and myself. We all rode down in Cloe&#8217;s little 2-door Civic! it was a tight squeeze, but we&#8217;re having a lot of fun.</em></p>
<p><em>We got here at night, so we haven&#8217;t gone anywhere yet. And don&#8217;t worry, we aren&#8217;t planning on spending much money at all. Tomorrow we&#8217;re going on a tour of homes, the mall, and an outdoor concert that&#8217;s free.</em></p>
<p><em>Cloe&#8217;s friend Rachel came over, and we all played board games, Cranium and Clue. You would enjoy Cranium, I think.</em><br />
<em> And guess who won Clue?? Me, of course! My Clue-winning streak is still alive.</em></p>
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<p><em>I enjoyed talking to you SO much this morning. I did manage to go back to sleep too&#8211;and slept until 12. 🙂 I&#8217;ve been talking about cute things you said ALL day.</em></p>
<p><em>It meant so much to me that you support my going back to school. Thank you so much. I promise I&#8217;m not going to let you down! And we&#8217;ll still get to go on our cruise. We&#8217;ll cruise away. Just being together is going to be SO romantic!</em></p>
<p style="text-align: center;">***********</p>
<p>October and November were all about studying for the GRE, applying to my local university satellite campus, and making trips with family and friends. I went to Houston, Tuscaloosa, my parents&#8217; house, and Destin.</p>
<p>First, there was the trip to Houston mentioned in the letter. I remember staying up past midnight just talking to Elsie after staying up to play board games, and the tour of homes the next day was amazing. It was a tour of these custom-built houses in a swanky area of Houston. Why is it so fun to look at enormous homes? I don&#8217;t know, but it is.</p>
<div id="attachment_11345" style="width: 1010px" class="wp-caption aligncenter"><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-11345" data-attachment-id="11345" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2018/02/05/when-they-touched-us/fullsizeoutput_3fdd/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?fit=1632%2C1224&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="1632,1224" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;2.2&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;iPhone 5s&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1517845273&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.15&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;250&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.033333333333333&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="fullsizeoutput_3fdd" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?fit=859%2C644&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?fit=860%2C645&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="wp-image-11345 size-medium" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?resize=860%2C645&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="" width="860" height="645" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?resize=1000%2C750&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?resize=768%2C576&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?resize=1252%2C939&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1252w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2018/02/fullsizeoutput_3fdd.jpeg?w=1632&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1632w" sizes="(max-width: 860px) 100vw, 860px" /><p id="caption-attachment-11345" class="wp-caption-text">Can I be that skinny again, please?? Gracious.</p></div>
<p>But the thing I remember most was that we visited a church service with Cloe on Sunday morning. I think it was a little Presbyterian or Episcopal church, where Cloe&#8217;s father-in-law was the minister. During the &#8220;greeting&#8221; time, there were many congregants who hugged us and thanked us for our service to our country.</p>
<p>We had not realized this one major human need that we were all missing. We talked about it all the way back to Cloe&#8217;s house.</p>
<p>&#8220;Wasn&#8217;t it great how they hugged us?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Yes, but I had a really hard time not crying.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Oh, I totally had tears. I couldn&#8217;t help it. I didn&#8217;t realize how long it had been since someone touched me.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;I know! Yes! Who knew touch was so important?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;It is. I had no idea. We should all hug each other more often.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Yeah, it&#8217;s like you just want to go up to people and say, &#8216;Excuse me, will you hug me? I haven&#8217;t been touched in months, not even on the shoulder. Just touch my arm. That will do.&#8221;</p>
<p>There was lots of laughter and that bond of walking that same strange and lonely married-deployed-spouse-with-no-kids path together.</p>
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<p>I don&#8217;t think any of us had realized the importance of this need for physical touch in our lives until that church service, and I know for a fact none of those church members that morning had any idea how much their hugs had blessed us&#8230;.a good thing to remember when you want to help a lonely person! Sometimes it&#8217;s just a simple hug that&#8217;s needed.</p>
<blockquote><p><span class="reftext">1</span>Finally, brothers, rejoice! Aim for perfect harmony, encourage one another, be of one mind, live in peace. And the God of love and peace will be with you. <span class="reftext">12</span><span class="highl">Greet one another with a holy kiss. </span><span class="reftext">13</span>All the saints send you greetings.…</p>
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<p>2 Corinthians 13:12</p></blockquote>
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