This afternoon I was driving to have dinner with my family for Father’s Day. I wanted to turn right, but some teenagers were in the crosswalk. A black Prius had come from the other direction on the same road as me and was waiting to turn across the same crosswalk. That car got there first, so I was willing to let it go first when the pedestrians were gone. As it went by I saw the handicapped tag, and then I saw the driver. Hey, it’s Felipe! I went to elementary school (and middle school and high school) with his daughter and visited him and his wife in Mali in 2005. Ooooold friends. Driving on the same street as me.