I see this guy selling papers every day when I come out of the subway on my way to the office. We nod our heads and smile hello, though he doesn’t always smile. I bought a paper from him only once–when the President was re-elected–and he seemed so happy that ever since he makes more of an effort to smile back.

It’s snowing in New York this morning and here he is, undeterred,  doing his job. Hard-workin’, money-earnin.