Before he moved to California, a very handsome young man lived in the corner apartment on my floor. He, and the friends who visited him, were obviously gay. At Christmas, he would cover his outer door with beautiful holiday paper. Very creative. He was around during the day and we would chat while waiting for the elevator. One day, I asked him what did for work. He said: "I'm a policeman." Just another moment when life surprises you and gives you an opportunity to take in a little more of it. To have a little wider point of view. All lives matter.