This morning, walking along the sidewalk, at the corner, I came upon a large gathering of folk outside a public gym in the West Village. The group was formed but was also milling, as seen by the straglers who were filling up the edges. Due to the space between the late-comers and those already there, it was possible to get a look at the groups’ make-up. It was a gaggle of dedicated works with mobile, but clearly physically and mentally handicapped adults. It made me stop to consider the dedication of others for others. So often we are only self focused. These helpers were entirely focused on the needs of the person with whom they were walking or waiting. Deep admiration for them.