Last summer I was getting off a flight in Tokyo, Japan before boarding my connection to Guam to commence my Naval Orders underway. While walking through the terminal, I was of course lost and confused about which direction I needed to go, so I approached a flight counter. I was attempting to speak with one of the attendants, but she was unable to understand my “fast, southern” English. So, the lady asked for her supervisor to help me. Not realizing I was wearing an Auburn hat, I received a friendly “WAR EAGLE” from the approaching supervisor as she pointed to my cap. Needless to say, it was motivating and I got my help. “WAR EAGLE WORLD WIDE”!!!!!
Hunter

I was sitting at a stoplight, dancing to the car radio when I heard the policeman behind me chirp his siren. I looked in my rearview mirror and wondered what I had done wrong. He was smiling and then he said “War Eagle” on his walkie-talkie. (I have an Auburn sticker on the back of my car.) I rolled the window down and yelled it back. It made my day!!
Kinsey

My family and I, three generations of Auburn grads, were riding horses through the very remote rainforests in Costa Rica. We hadn’t seen any other Americans for almost a week and a half, and we pass a guy wearing an Auburn hat. I do a double take—I mean what are the odds, the one American we see is wearing an AU hat. WOW. I holler “War Eagle buddy” and he hollers it back to me. How refreshing to both of us.
Justin

This past summer I visited Colorado Springs, Colorado to do an internship. Being the only one from Auburn, and Alabama at that, I didn’t really meet anyone from home the whole week. Part of the internship program was to hike/climb Pike’s Peak, a 14,000-foot mountain. On the next to last day, when we climbed the mountain and finally reached the top, we visited the souvenir shop/restaurant, and I just happened to run into a father and his two sons. They were just like most people who were visiting the site except all three had Auburn shirts on and so did I. With the classic “War Eagle” as our greeting to one another, we began talking about last year’s undefeated season and other things. Who would have ever thought that you could be right at home even a when you are 1,500 miles from what you truly call home? WAR EAGLE!
Michael

I grew up in a mixed family…Auburn fans, Alabama fans, and even some Tennessee fans. It took me a while to figure out which team was my team, but once I did, it was as if I’d been an Auburn Tiger my whole life. My grandmother is for Auburn, my mother is for Auburn, and so I was proud to say I was for Auburn too. My grandfather, however, grew up as an Alabama fan. He always cheered in the opposite colors (and on the opposite side of the room during the Iron Bowl!) No matter how many “War Eagle!”’s we yelled, he never failed to quickly respond with a loud “Roll Tide!” This past Father’s Day, I called him to wish him well and see how he was doing. When we were saying our goodbyes, he said to me, “War Eagle, I’m proud of you.” Those two words had never come out of his mouth in all of his years, and probably never will again, but to hear him say that to me meant more than almost anything he could have said. That’s my War Eagle Moment.
Tara

While I was at Auburn as a student I was very involved with the Auburn Wesley Foundation (a Methodist Campus Ministry). As a senior with the Wesley Foundation, I went on a mission trip to Tanzania, Africa to build houses with Habitat for Humanity. Since our entire team was Auburn students we wore t-shirts, brought hats, and other apparel so people would know where we were from. One afternoon we went for ice cream and saw a local with an orange Auburn t-shirt on! We immediately yelled, “War Eagle!” and he gave us a really funny look. We befriended him and told him what his t-shirt meant to us - he didn’t know where it came from and he had never heard of Auburn. We made a new friend and as he left he yelled back to us “War Eagle!” Even people in Tanzania, Africa know who Auburn is!
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Jack

The “best” War Eagle moment I’ve had so far was at Hartsfield while my family was standing in the 3 hour long security line. I was wearing an Auburn hat and all of a sudden somebody yelled out “War Eagle” in my direction and then my family and a few other people scattered throughout the line yelled “WAR EAGLE!!” back. We then proceeded to try and “get to know each other” while going through the security line, which was somewhat humorous because for a few minutes we would be next to each other, and then when we got to the end of the rows, they would separate and we would be 2 rows apart and still attempt to carry on conversation…if we stopped talking while separated though we would pick up where we left off when the rows met again.
John

My War Eagle Moment happened last summer (2004) while I was walking around in “Old” San Juan, Puerto Rico. I happened to be wearing my Auburn Hat and Auburn Basketball T-Shirt and someone across the street from the shop I just walked out of yelled “Weagle, Weagle, War Damn Eagle!” Of course I said War Eagle back to him. It’s kinda like saying hello in a different language when you’re an Auburn fan!
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Steve

So I’m running in the Scarecrow Scamper 5K in St. Charles, IL over the weekend - I graduated in 1992 and have not kept up the physique I had in college - and I’m getting close to the end, about to make my last big push to the finish line. I come lumbering down the hill and make the final turn into Pottawatomie Park right on the Fox River. I have less than 200 yards to go, and I start to feel my legs getting really heavy. Just then I see a lady walking her dog toward me and talking to someone on her cell phone. As I get closer, I also notice she’s wearing an Auburn Football T-shirt. Right as I pass her I shout a big “WAR EAGLE!” not knowing whether she could hear me over her phone conversation. I’m about 20 yards past when I hear her response: “WAR EAGLE!! WAR EAGLE!!” - I had no problems motoring to the finish line after that.
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David

At a train station in Verona, Italy, we sat near a group of young people, all looking very European and speaking fluent Italian. One of the young men kept glancing at my son and gesturing to his friends. As we stood to board our train the young man called out to us “War Eagle!” We replied “War Eagle!” and smiled and waved. He laughed and explained, “I’m an Auburn graduate. I was telling my friends about our custom of calling out War Eagle to one another and that if I said that to you, you would certainly say it back. I’ve tried to explain what it’s like in Auburn…but, I think I will have to take them there. It’s just something you can’t understand unless you experience it.” We agree.
Sarah and Dan