The yellow visibility vest that John Snyder wears when he works at the Weis Market on Lycoming Creek Road says "Helping Hands."
The mother who gives us his number said he lives up to the billing.
"I help the elderly, the handicapped, and the people who have got their children," Snyder said. "At times it can be hectic; it becomes a madhouse around the holidays."
Snyder works "on the porch," the in-house slang for those who work in the Weis lot corralling shopping carts and helping customers get groceries into their cars.
Snyder retired from Textron, now Lycoming Engines, after 34 years when his ankle was broken in an accident.
Doctors said he would never recover a full range of motion after the break, but he used a box of golf balls to rehab the ankle into working shape.
"Don't tell me what I can't do," he said. "That's when I get mad."
He has worked at Weis for about a year, after some time driving a cab and a year and a half as a door greeter at Sam's Club, Muncy.
"I always try to make people laugh, five days a week," he said. "They are going to come back if they laugh," he said of his time at Sam's and Weis.
"When I first started at Weis, they tried to make me a janitor and that didn't work. I love working outside," he said.
John and his wife, Bonnie, evacuated their Loyalsock Township home during September's flood.
He indicated an eye-level mark on the towering birdfeeder in their backyard.
"The water was over five feet back here," he said.
The Snyders still are cleaning up their household. In the backyard, a storage shed sits at an awkward angle, and a slide and a hanging swing, built by John, sit too close together.
"That storage shed was in the road," Snyder said. "The chiropractor next door, he had to drag it in with his truck."
The timbers once surrounding the garden are now laid out on the grass, and the planter and bench combination Bonnie designed was swept away.
About the only thing on their property unaffected was the fish pond and waterfall, which was made of stone. The Snyders now must recover 21 years of improvements.
"We lost a lot of stuff, but we're fortunate compared to some," Snyder said.
The cleanup isn't easy.
"We were filling the wheelbarrow with insulation from the basement," Snyder said. "And I lifted the barrow and the handles broke. That stuff was heavy."
The Snyders slept on the floor for a month before they acquired another bed, and friends gave them a new couch.
They still are waiting on repairmen for the heating and the half-working water system.
"You stop calling the plumber after a while. They're backed up so much, when they get around to it, they'll get around to it," he said.
Their parrot Ernie survived, but his cage was rusted out from sitting underwater. He harasses visitors and mimics the microwave buzzer from a new perch now.
"Whenever our granddaughter Abbie is here, he yells 'Abbie's a dirtball,' over and over. She gets real mad at that," Snyder said.
The Snyders haven't decorated for the holidays yet. Usually brightly colored woodcuts fill their lawn every holiday season.
Snyder carves them and Bonnie paints. For the moment, Henry the Turkey, 4 feet high and wide, covered in 13 layers of paint, is sitting in the shed.
"I'll get back to woodworking in the spring," he said.
His table saw still works, along with a few other tools.
"We've got enough to start over again," Snyder said. "We're comebackers - that's what we do."
