as I was admiring it an elderly gentleman came out on his stoop and was talking to me for a bit. But what was the greatest was upon departing I say goodbye and he replied – God bless. I love how you hear the old school say God bless. It is also like when I exchange pleasantries with some matronly types – they often say “hey baby” or “hey sweetie” in such a kind genuine way. These are the small things that make up the beautiful life.