There is a very lovely man that attends the corps named, Luboš. He was the first enrolled soldier of The Salvation Army Czech Republic after TSA was allowed back into the Czech Republic after the fall of communism. He speaks no English and his hearing isn't so good, but he loves God and has a joyful soul. As my Czech has been getting better, a friendship is being made. Very simple things are said and it seems like we know each other's mannerisms best.
He seems to me to be the most familiar thing about the corps. When I see Luboš and hear him muttering Czech so quickly, I feel at peace, like today will be today and it will be good. I will miss him, his smiles, his hand shakes and the way he says, "ahoj" always!