Last night, something special happened here at the Fairport Village Inn. An older gentleman came in looking a little disheveled and down. Ken went over to talk to him and asked how he was doing. He said he was hungry. So Ken got him a table, handed him a menu, and made sure he felt at home. But it didn’t stop there. Ken and another customer sat down with him to chat. While Ken had to move around to take care of other things going on, the other guy stayed by the gentleman’s side throughout his meal, offering company and kindness. Ken had already decided the man’s meal was on the house,...