It's Holy Week: In the spirit of the season, what is the greatest example of compassion or mercy you have experienced during your career?

A medic (who shall remain nameless) staying behind to tend to enemy (which shall remain nameless) wounded at a time and place I'm not at liberty to mention while the rest of the "friendlies" moved back to avoid probable defeat.

This is the one I remember the best.

We're in bootcamp, third phase, probably about 2 weeks from graduation. One of our guy's Father passes. Red cross message comes in, and they're getting him home for the funeral. Just a couple days, and he's coming back to us.

Series GySgt comes on deck, in civilian attire. Something we had never seen before. Our DI's just kind of "disappear" for a moment with the one guy. Teaching him how to wear the EGA etc.

Gunny tells us. "Something like this happens. You pass around the hat. Toss in what you can spare. You never know when it might be you, and you have to make an emergency trip. We take care of our own."

He disappears, hat gets passed around, our guy has enough for a plane ticket, and our DI's "reappear," as though this never happened.

2003, Northern Baghdad.
We had just finished a meeting with some village elders and upon returning to RTE Irish to head back to our FOB (Martyr's Monument) we came upon a child who had been hit by a car. Since I was the senior CLS and EMT, we stopped, and I rendered assistance. The child had head lacerations and an avulsion (missing chunk of flesh) on his back. We patched him up, gave IV and EVAC'd him to the closest local hospital, about 3 miles away. We also scooped up the boys grandfather to stay with him at the hospital.
The grandfather couldn't thank us enough as we approached the ER. Looking back, we never had any disturbances from that area of Northern Baghdad again.