In my life span I have seen four persons die. Today was another. I was one block from my apartment when I happened upon the scene. I knew he had just fallen by the stunned group gathered around him. And I knew he was dead by the way his body was planted on the sidewalk. He was a beautifully dressed, late 30’s, full head of hair and he lay as he had fallen. When the arms are by the side of the body, not outstretched to break the fall and the face is flat into the cement…. by the time I got there, someone was leaving to the police station a block away and another person had opened his bespoke leather briefcase and was looking at his phone. A good reason not to lock your phone and to have an ICE address in your contacts. As I walked by and paused a bit farther along, trying to catch my breath, I thought about how his day was so altered and those that knew him were going to have an entirely different Thanksgiving than was planned. We never know when our number is up. All the more reason to have our ‘house’ in order.