My grandma was always a kind loving women. While my mom, my brother, and i lived at my grandma’s house in LA she had always been giving. About everyday an old poor man came to our house. that old man was named chuey and he was an addicted smoker and also a drinker. well everyday my grandma gave him food or if that old man had food but it was cold she would heat it up for him.my grandma also gave him money to buy food that he had in mind. besides being a man not being able to protect himself he was also considered a family friend. my grandma only wanted chuey to be taken care of and feeling good. other than that she didnt want anything in return.