On Sunday night, I went caroling with some of our TCC Family. There was a man at the nursing home, and his door was only partially open. Most of us passed by him because we assumed that he didn't want to be bothered, but my mom knocked on his door. I thought it was going to be a mean old man that didn't want to be bothered, so I was kind of annoyed. She asked if he wanted us to sing a carol to him. He couldn't hear her, so Jimmy Morlan asked him, and he said sure. We sang Silent Night, and when we were done, he had tears in his eyes. Naturally, I started tearing up because I cry whenever other people cry. He told us that he lost his wife three years ago, and he hasn't been able to get over it. They had been married almost 70 years-- four months shy of it. He said they had been dating five years before that because he waited until after he got back from World War II to marry her. I started crying even more. He told us that the Girl Scouts and their moms had come to decorate his door, and when they were finished, he had shown them something. He asked us if we wanted to see it too, and we said sure. He went back into his room, came out with a small case, and took a little harmonica out. He told us it was a one-octave harmonica. He said he had one that was 100 years old, but that wasn't the one he showed us. He said that not many people know about these little harmonicas, and we replied that we hadn't seen one before either. He asked if he could play a song for us, and we said yes. He played Jesus Loves Me. I was crying so much when he was playing it for us, because I couldn't imagine all he had been through and I could tell how much he loved that little harmonica, and that it clearly meant something to him. When he was done, we told him Merry Christmas, and my mom and I hugged him. He said that I was a sweet girl. Then we headed down the hall to continue caroling. We stopped and talked about how we had almost missed that opportunity, and how much he blessed us. We went there to try to bless others, but we ended up being blessed a lot more than we thought we would be.