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You asked me to work for you because a young man wouldn't prove to you he was man enough to show up for the tasks you had plan. I stood there nervous at first from a strange who I though was mean but I mustered my courage and accepted the job when you asked me. You asked me to pull weeds the next day and I did happily. Proud I have done something to benefit myself and another. I was helping a man who was considered a part of history and I had great pride in working with him. A pride that I was helping an American hero. And even though the job was small and more was added it wasn't the money I wanted it was the feeling of doing something for someone who had changed the world with his courage and bravery. Saturday came and I had to help my family and I came to your door. Unaware of what you had planned to do. A happy smile on my face as I knocked. You Answered and once again that pride filled me to the brim seeing the war hero Mr. Freemen answer. But then I felt like you ripped that pride right out of me telling me you had to let me go. I walked down the driveway and though you couldn't see it sorrow had filled me where pride once was. A hero I though so amazing that had done so much and given me so much pride was now telling me to leave him as a worker and friend......Mr.Freemen I know you can't read this and I know you never will but you truly inspired me. I don't yet know in what way but something inside me just filled and i was happy every time I worked for you. I just hope your future is bright.

-Takimori Azarov