So, that was that. I realized I was going to walk her home, and I wouldn't be going to mass that day. Of course, "just around the corner" was more like three blocks away, and three blocks meant at least 45 minutes in her little baby bird steps. But sometimes, somebody comes into your life to slow you down. And as we walked, we talked about her 40 years in the Park Heights community after coming up from North Carolina. About her wonderful neighbors who all look out for each other. About her long career as a nurse, and her husband's longtime union job. She had this large, green square of grass and trees across from her house, and she told me what a great neighborhood that square made it for children. How all the churches used it for their picnics, and they worked side-by-side to improve the community and looked out for each other's congregants.