(as told by my uncle)
We were visiting relatives in Minnesota. After the church service we attended, we arrived at the restaurant where we planned to eat lunch. While walking to our table, my father noticed on elderly man eating by himself. Then, he noticed that the man had a veteran’s cap on, signifying that he had served overseas for the United States. My father motioned for us to go on to our table, and he would be right there. He sat down with the man and thanked him for serving our country, then just chatted with him for a few minutes. My father then got up and came to our table.
It was a small thing for him, but I’m sure that man’s day was not the same after that.
