The heart of this serviceman from the same unit is, the most amazing thing, that's stayed with the writer, even after so many years since he's finished with his own, service terms in the armed services, translated…
It was 1990, when I was working as a counselor at the Marines' Penghu Command Post, my primary work involved surveying the servicemen in Penghu, to get to understand how the soldiers were faring, how they'd adapted to the life in the armed services. Back then, computers weren't all over the places, it was quite rare, too expensive, not to mention, the armed services worried that the top secret may leak out, and so, we can only conduct the statistical researches manually, with a total lack of efficiency. Every month, we would sample ten units, and, the surveys we collected were quite massive,, thankfully, in the unit I worked in, there was a small computer that was two, three times larger than the calculators, as we'd keyed in the data, then, the computer would compute out the results; I'd heard, that this was a serviceman from the years before out of the info-tech department who'd bought the machine with his own money, wrote the programs that's being used right now, and as he was relieved of his service duties, he'd, generously donated the computer to the army, and so, every time I'd thought back, I was filled with, a ton of, gratitude.
As I'd taken over for two months, that small computer malfunctioned, and, as I'd gone back to the island of Taiwan on my break, I'd also, bought the exact same model, and wrote the programs for it, and, yet, I just, couldn't get the computer to work like it had before. Seeing how the work came rushing towards me, I'd started, flustering, and, I'd called up the former serviceman who'd left the original computer behind, and still couldn't figure things out, and so, I'd not known how to resolve the issues with the calls, and so, I'd met up with the person who'd donated the computer in Taipei, so I can, better understand how to make the computer work.
And yet, as we'd met, he'd, handed me, a brand new computer, told me, that the old one had stopped working, because it'd not been upgraded in the memory disks. I'd told him I wanted to pay him for it, he'd turned me down, convinced me, that it'd not paid quite enough in the services, that he'd started working already, that it was his way, of giving back to the unit he served in, for taking care of him during his time there, told me not to mind it.
Turns out, after two years, he'd already, forgotten the details, and to try to help me solve my problem, he'd, bought a brand new computer, to research more into it, to know what the problem is.
I'd waved goodbye to him with tears in my eyes, carrying that small computer in my arms, felt very moved by him, and hoped, that I will be able to, passing this heart of helping, this love he felt toward people, on.
And so, this older, former serviceperson had gone over and beyond the call of duty, to help this individual who was currently serving his term, and this older, former serviceperson wanted to make the work in the units easier, more efficient, that was why he'd bought that desktop computer in the first place, and, he'd, offered more than the needed help to the writer as he'd come across the troubles of the computer working well.
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