On my way to the coffee shop this morning, I waited to cross a street with a couple of middle-aged black men who may have been homeless. One of them spoke to me.
Man: Hey, it's President's Day. Which president do you like?
Jamy: (Thinking I needed to choose between Lincoln and Washington) Lincoln, I guess.
Man: Ol' Abe...four score...all right, he's all right. You have a good President's Day.
Jamy: You too.
The street cleared and I outpaced them. As I walked by, the man kept talking to his friend...
Man: Ol' Abe, man, he cut me loose. Heh heh. He's all right.