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 Neo Derm Beauty Box. 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 the
  heart 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 office furniture.
  he stared in awe at the way the soldier had captured the personality of his son in the painting hotel management part time degree. 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.
 the father hung the portrait over his mantle. every time visitors came to his home he took them to see the portrait of his son before he showed them any of the other great works he had collected.
 the man died a few months later. there was to be a great auction of his great works of art. many people gathered, excited over seeing the great paintings and
  having an opportunity to purchase one for their collection. on the platform sat the portrait of his son. the auctioneer pounded his gavel, "we will start with this portrait of the son. who will bid for this picture?