Along Florencia Avenue there is line of pearls, a friendly glow in the dark night. For the first time ever, some of the streets in the community are now lighted at night. There is much more to do--less than a fifth of the community has lighting--but the community leaders smiled at this small victory.
I changed my predawn running route. I like to see where I am going. The light along the way seemed to calm the usually vicious dogs along this route. Perhaps it was because they could see my face and know that I meant no harm. Or maybe because they could see my skinny legs and knew that I could do no harm. That is the grace of a little light in the deep darkness.