when the vietnam conflict broke out, the son went to war. he was very courageous and died in battle while rescuing another soldier. the father was notified and grieved deeply for his only son . about a month later, just before christmas, there was a knock at the door. a young man stood there with a large package in his hands. he said "sir, you don't know me, but i am the soldier for whom your son gave his life. he saved many lives that day, and he was carrying me to safety when a bullet struck him in theheart and he died instantly. he often talked about you and your love for art.’’ the young man held out his package. "i know this isn't much. i'm really not a great artist, but i think your son would have wanted you to have this ." the father opened the package. it was a portrait of his son, painted by the young man. he stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting. the father was so drawn to the eyes that his own eyes swelled up with tears. he thanks the young man and offered to pay him for the picture. "oh no, sir, i could never repay what you son did for me. it's a gift .
