This story is told by a ten year, old she grows ,as her story does..My family ran a little bed and breakfast ,across from the local hospital in st, Johns newfoundland..There were mostly patients from out of town that rented the rooms for a night or two, if they had to drive any distance from their home.One day ,as I walked home from school I noticed an old man standing by our porch.on closer inspection ,I noticed the terrible scarring on his hands and face.. fear overtook me, as I walked up to my house, but then.suddenly pity for this suffering man overtook me and I helped him unto our porch. I was only ten at the time ,but I regonised his misery…‘’ Thank you young lady’’ he whispered, as he sat and sighed deeply,closing his eyes.I stood there ,not knowing what to say or do, suddenly he opened his eyes, focusing on me and said, ‘’You will be rewarded for your kindness…’‘I hurried inside to tell my parents about him,we checked on him and he was still asleep..Later he awoke and asked if we had a room ,as he had to stay for treatments..We Accomataded him ,to which he was very Greatful..In the following few days,we learned that this little man had a very big heart, inside that tiny body..He told us that he was supporting his daughter and her children because her husband had passed away in the service, some five years ago .. This was not done in a complaining way as he was very Greatful to be able to help his family.He told me that he had no pain ,butI was doutful as he seemed to be in constant pain..I spent many evenings sitting with him on our porch every time he came back for treatments.. we became close and I called him’’ Grandpa Lionel.‘’He told me many stories about the sea and I grew to appreciate older people, and respect what they contributed to our society, and of course the sea..His thankfulness to god was amazing ,seeing that he was suffering, but he seemed to be Greatful to god for everything he had..He left after a few more days, saying that his treatments were over for the time being.One day mother came back from the post office with a package.. It was from Grandpa Lionel,.inside was some fish ,wrapped in kale leaves and very clean.. we received these gifts on a regular basis every month..I often thought of our neighbour who had made a comment that morning,’’ You should not put up people like that ,its bad for your business’’ , I turned him away when he came to me’’ she had said. when I was thirteen,I was in a car accident,and had lost my sight knowing that grandpa Lionel had died that same morning , I ran home in tears and did not see the oncoming vehicle.. I later found out that he had donated his body to science in his early years.. I received a gift of sight ,as I had my sight back ,thanks to him.. I now look in the mirror and say …..‘’Thank you grandpa Lionel..’’