My fondest memory is one year at Christmas a family came, Mom was in a wheelchair with her twin girls, her Dad was pushing the wheelchair. She was so excited that I was able to open the double doors and let them in, clear room for her to get in the church to gifts for the girls and had the food brought to to them so that her Dad would not have to wait in line again. She had tears of joy and so did I. She has been back a few times, the girls are bigger and before Covid always just came and gave me a hug