It was a person I'd never met. Our eyes met and I blurted a friendly "How are you doing?' Wouldn't you know it. She told me. She's a widow whose husband recently died. She had to move from a rental house to make ends meet on one Social Security check. She found one decent apartment near where the church, shopping and friends she knows, but there is a limit of one dog. She has to choose between cocker spaniels. It's not my problem. Why do I tear up?