Pastor Greg was my neighbor for a few years. I will always remember him walking past my house in the mornings as I got ready to leave for work. One day, during a time of transition for my son, I paused as I drove out and he came up to my car and told me he said a prayer for each of his neighbors as he walked by their homes. That day he drew out my worries and prayed over me and my son in the middle of the street-a holy moment. I still try to remember his son Andrew in my prayers. Pastor Greg is on a new path now but shared so much faith as a pastor and fellow human being.
Robert loves woodworking and carpentry, and a couple years ago, he tragically lost all of his tools in a fire.