I had meant to write today about a man I met during his lunch hour. He was watching the street actions of Extinction Rebellion in San Francisco and we got to chatting.

As eloquent as they come, as informed as they come, as thoughtful as they come, he talked about the need for radical change how we approach the climate crisis and his disdain for a corrupt presidency. He had started out as a shoe shine boy and errand runner, now owned his own shoe shine stand.

This morning I learned about the untimely death of Rep. Elijah Cummings. My first thought was, these will be hard shoes to fill. The loss reverberates across Baltimore and the Nation. We should spend a minute reading about him instead.

https://www.vox.com/2019/10/17/20918819/elijah-cummings-dies-at-68-house-oversight

Or listening to him, a voice that many considered our North Star.

https://www.cbsnews.com/news/elijah-cummings-the-2019-60-minutes-interview-2019-10-17/

The photographs taken on that same day in SF were meant to go with the shoeshine theme; music dedicated to the man we lost.