Can someone look this over. Please and god bless you!

Thinking about Mr. Glenn, my neighbor, my friend, and a father figure that I never had actually brings a smile to my face. I often have trouble describing what kind of person he is because Mr. Glenn is so unique. I remember once telling him that he is truly ineffable.
Now, Mr. Glenn is eighty year old, tall, bald headed man with a gray beard. He has two kids who are now in college and countless number of grandchildren. Often I have the hilarious notion, being with Mr. Glenn, of being with Bill Crosby. I can easily imagine this because they both used humor to overcome many personal obstacles that stood in their way. Bill Crosby, once said, "Through humor, you can soften some of the worst blows that life delivers. And once you find laughter, no matter how painful your situation might be, you can survive it."
Like Bill Crosby, Mr. Glenn never gives up, is a friend to all, and is a generous and caring person who prides himself in helping the community. "Mr. Glenn is a great guy and an even better neighbor. He is always trying to help someone. He is truly a special person", said Tonya Smith, a neighbor of Mr. Glenn for almost twenty years.
In addition, Mr. Glenn is also a practical jokester. He will say and do anything to cheer you up when you are down. I remember one day, when I was having a bad day, he actually came outside with his shoes on the wrong feet, which really made me laugh. Mr. Glenn has overcome countless struggles and hardships. He has overcoming things while smiling including being discriminated against during his childhood, the death of his wife in his later life, and losing one of his eyes due to cancer.
I first met Mr. Glenn when I was sixteen. My family and I had just moved into the neighborhood and were going around the neighborhood introducing ourselves to our new neighbors. After knocking on at least ten doors, we finally got his door, and he answered and identified himself as Mr. Glenn. He was very nice and shared lots of funny stories with us about the neighborhood and the neighbors. I remember this one in particular, he said, "This is a great neighborhood and the neighbors are very friendly, but be very careful where you put your trash cans at because at night, these high school kids once in a while come and grab the handles on trash cans while driving going thirty or forty miles an hour. They did this repeatedly to one of my friends who live around here. So, one night, he actually sat in one of his trash cans, and when those kids came to grab the handles on his trash cans, he opened the trash car lid and said "May I help you". I think they got projectile diarrhea and ran away."
From the time I was sixteen, I visited Mr. Glenn at his home at least twice a week. I found him to be a very interested man who had plenty of stories to share with me. The first thing that I learned about him was that he was born during a bad time for African Americans in the United States, which was in the 1920s. He often cried while telling me that he was discriminated against. I remember him tell me that he and many others were not treated like human beings. They were treated more like animals. He told me that he could enter his school through the back and was not allowed to drink from certain water facilities or eat from certain restaurants. He said that he remembers going up in the 1920s and being treated horribly by people who hated him because of his skin color. He said that his master and others called him all the curse words in the English language. The KKK had reformed again and we killing lots of blacks. They would bomb their houses and churches in it or not.
Later, when Mr. Glenn was seventy, his wife died in a horrible car accident and he stayed strong. I remember him saying that he loved his wife and what happened to her was terrible, but he knew that she was in a better place, he said, "I see no reason to get upset about it, my wife is in heaven and I cannot wait to until I am there with her".
Just recently, Mr. Glenn received bad news that he has cancer. When I found this out, I was sad for him because having cancer is not a good thing. However, Mr. Glenn kept thinking positive, he said "I will not let having cancer get me now. I will enjoy the rest of my life. I will beat cancer". Tears rolled down my face because I did not think that this man deserved this. I just could not understand how he could stay positive when bad things happened. I remember him saying, "I caused this own myself, no one else told me to smoke all those cigarettes. It is my fault, I will fight this, I can tell you that I will fight this to my last breathe."
Mr. Glenn was a great man. He had many obstacles to overcome in his life, and yes, I believe that he overcoming most of them. I love this man. He was like a father to be. Whenever I needed advice, help, or encouragement he was always there. I will never forget what he told me, he said "David, remember to enjoy life. Don't let anyone tell you that you can't do something because you know you can. The sky is the limit, dream big." Mr. Glenn is like a father figure to me and if he could overcome his obstacles with a smile, I know I can too. From Mr. Glenn, I learned to never give up and to keep fighting to make my dreams come true.