Something else that makes my grandpa exceptional is the way that he cares for everyone around him, regardless of who they are. He is one of those people that can start a conversation with anyone and make anyone feel special. Conversations with him are never shallow; they are always deep and meaningful. He is friendly, kind, and willing to talk to anyone around him. Nowadays, Grandpa has trouble moving around, but for a long time he would go to get coffee at the Starbucks in his neighborhood in Paramount almost every day. The workers there loved him, and I really think that was because after a while, they realized that he genuinely cared about how they were doing and how their day was going. When we would visit Grandpa and Grandma, my brothers and I would go with him to get coffee or a snack, usually at least one of the workers would say “Hey, Pastor Harold!”, or ask if we were his grandkids and how our visit in California was going. Sometimes the person working at the register would give us a free cookie or slice of cake. Grandpa Korver has taught me that no matter who someone is or where they’ve been, it is important to see the good in people. Even if someone may seem a little rough around the edges, maybe all they need is a little
Something else that makes my grandpa exceptional is the way that he cares for everyone around him, regardless of who they are. He is one of those people that can start a conversation with anyone and make anyone feel special. Conversations with him are never shallow; they are always deep and meaningful. He is friendly, kind, and willing to talk to anyone around him. Nowadays, Grandpa has trouble moving around, but for a long time he would go to get coffee at the Starbucks in his neighborhood in Paramount almost every day. The workers there loved him, and I really think that was because after a while, they realized that he genuinely cared about how they were doing and how their day was going. When we would visit Grandpa and Grandma, my brothers and I would go with him to get coffee or a snack, usually at least one of the workers would say “Hey, Pastor Harold!”, or ask if we were his grandkids and how our visit in California was going. Sometimes the person working at the register would give us a free cookie or slice of cake. Grandpa Korver has taught me that no matter who someone is or where they’ve been, it is important to see the good in people. Even if someone may seem a little rough around the edges, maybe all they need is a little