Never been around royalty, but I’ll never forget one woman…. Maybe 15 years ago, was doing a spring AC check up for a regular customer who just happened to have her mother move in with her.
Talked with her a bit, pretty strong accent, seemed like a nice old lady. Went about my business, going in and out, checking air flow and such. I walked by the mom at one point and noticed her sleeve was up a bit and saw this string of 6 numbers tattooed on her forearm. Thought to myself holy shit! She’s a holocaust survivor!!!!!
It really hit me hard and I think I just froze and was standing there staring at it. I started choking up a little and I hear her say “ it’s ok now” kinda soft. Snapped me out of it and I looked at her, smiling a little, and all I could think to say is I’m sorry….
I walked back to doing what I was doing, and as I was leaving, the lady says to me, mom says you’re a good man. Were you two talking?
Just a few words is all.
Never forgot that old lady….