A melancholy first: At the busy intersection by the park where several roads converge and countless cars stop for a long red light and there's invariably a shabby guy standing with a sign that reads "Homeless" or "Lobsterman Out of Work" or "Need Help, God Bless" - at that wrenching corner, for the first time, a woman stood with such a sign. A few days before, an elderly man shakily stood there, sign in hand, leaning on his cane. His electric cart was parked under a nearby tree. Oh these huddled masses. What a collective failure of will on our part.
"Happiness is not being pained in body or troubled in mind" - Thomas Jefferson