I was rushing my way to work. And passed a homeless man on the sidewalk, with a chalk in his hand. Written in pink was "Happy Birthday Sparky". I thought that was the most simple, yet genuine sight ever. Whoever Sparky is, he is blessed with a very thoughtful friend. And friendship measures beyond anything material as a gift.

Ironic observation, considering I had planned to look for my father's belated birthday gift this evening.