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@ 2007-11-10 15:43:13
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A move story...<The Right Son at the Right Time>

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      The story began on a downtown Brooklyn street corner.An elderly man had collapsed while crossing the street,and an ambulance rushed him to Kings County Hospital.There,when he came to now and again,the man repeatedly called for his son.

      From a worn letter located in his pocket,an emergency-room nurse learned that his son was a Marine stationed in North Carolina.Apparently there were no other relatives.

      Someone at the hospital called the Red Cross office in Brooklyn,and a request for the boy to rush to Brooklyn was sent to the Red Cross director of the North Carolina Marine Corps camp.Because time was short---the patient was dying ---the Red Cross man and an officer set out in an army vehicle.They found the young man walking through some marshes in a military exercise.He was rushed to the airport in time to catch the sole plane that might enable him to reach his dying father.

      It was dusk when the young Marine walked into the entrance lobby of Kings Country Hospital. A nurse took the tiired,anxious serviceman to the bedside.

      "Your son is here,"she said to the old man.She had to repeat the words several times before the patient's eyes opened.the medicine he had been given because of the pain from his heart attack made his eyes weak and only dimly saw the young man in Marine Corps uniform standing outside the oxygen tent.He extended his hand.The Marine wrapped his strong fingers around the old man's limp ones,squeezing a message of love and encouragement.The nurse brought a chair,so the Marine could sit by the bed.

       Nights are long in hospitals,but all through the night the young Marine sat there in the dimly-lit ward,holding the old man's hand and offering words of hope and strength.Occasionally,the nurse urged the Marine to rest for a while.He refused.

        Whenever   the nurse came into the ward,the Marine was there,but he paid no attention to her and the night noises of the hospital--the banging of an oxygen tank,the laughter of the night staff exchanging greetings,the cries and moans and breathing of other patiients.Now and then she heard him say a few gentle words.The dying mansaid nothing,only held tightly to his son through most of the night.

         It was nearly dawn when the patient died.The Marine placed the lifeless hand he had been holding on the bed,and went to inform the nurse.While she did what she had to do,he smoked a cigarette,his fiirst since he got to the hospital.

         Finally,she returned to the nurse's station,where he was waiting.She started to offer words of sympathhy ,but the Marine interrupted her."Who was that man?"he asked.

        "He was your father,"she answered,startled.

        "No,he wasn't,"the Marine replied."I never saw him before in my life."

        "Why didn't you say something when I took you to him?"the nurse asked.

        "I knew immediatedly there'd been a mistake,but I also knew he needed his son,and his son just wasn't here.When I realized he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son,I guesses he really needed me.So I stayed."

         With that,the Marine turned and exited the hospital.Two days later a message came in from the North Carolina Marine Corps base informing the Brooklyn Red Cross that the real son was on his way to Brooklyn for his father's funeral.It turned out there had been two Matines with the same name and similar numbers in the camp.Someone in the personnel office had pulled out the wrong record.

         But the wrong Marine had become the right son at the right time.And he proved, in a very human way,that there are people who care what happens to their fellow men.

有时间我会把它翻译一遍发上来...

译文: 故事发生在一个布鲁克林闹市区街道的一个拐角处,一位老翁在过马路时晕倒,救护车随后赶到,并把他紧急送往金斯县医院,在那里老人情况很不稳定,在清醒后又时常进入昏迷状态,嘴里却不断叫唤着自己的儿子.

    一位急诊室的护士从老人口袋里的一封揉皱的信中,了解到,老人的儿子是一位在北卡罗莱那州服役的海军陆战队士兵,很显然,他再没有别的亲属了.

    医院有人给布鲁克林的红十字会办公室打电话说明了情况,他们便即刻联系了北卡罗莱那州的海军陆战队驻地的红十字机构的主任,请求他让那个年轻人立刻赶来布鲁克林.因为时间紧急,病人奄奄一息,于是,红十字会的人和一名军官乘了一辆军车出发.到了部队,他们发现,那个年轻人正在进行徒步穿越沼泽地的训练.年轻人最后被及时送往机场,登上那唯一一架能让他及时感到病危的父亲身边的班机.

    黄昏时分,这个海军陆战队士兵带着疲惫和焦急进入到金斯县医院入口的大厅.一位护士带着军人来到了父亲的床边.

    "您的儿子来了."护士说道,她重复了几遍这句话,老人的眼睛才睁开.那些被用来治疗老人心脏病的药物损害了他的视力,所以他只能模糊地看到一个身着海军陆战队军服的年轻人站在氧气帐外.老人伸出他的手,年轻人立刻双手紧紧握住老人那只无力的手,从而传达着爱与鼓励.然后,年轻人坐在了护士搬来的椅子上,并陪在老人身边.

    医院的夜晚是漫长的,但是年轻人却整夜坐在灯光微黄的病房里,握着老人的手,说着话,让老人充满希望和力量.有时,护士劝年轻人休息一下,但都被年轻人拒绝了.

    每次护士进到病房,年轻人一直在那,对于护士的进出,医院里晚上的各种嘈杂:氧气瓶的撞击声,值班护士医生打招呼的笑声,其他病人的呻吟声,哭声,咳嗽声,都丝毫没有影响他.

    有时候,护士听见他柔声说着什么.病危的老人什么也没有说,只是紧紧握着儿子的手.

    天快亮的时候,病人去世了.年轻人把那只他一直握着的,已无生命的手放回床上.然后通知了护士.在护士做着整理工作的时候,年轻人点燃了一只雪茄      

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