To the man in the blue suit and brown shoes,
I saw you six years ago. This was downtown; you were waiting to cross the street near Burrard St. and Georgia St., and I was walking by on the other side. I doubt you noticed me, but I continue to remember you and the inspiration of the moment.
Of all the downtown workers that day, you looked amazing - a picture of ease and confidence. The color of your suit and shoes were most rich and subdued. I do not remember much else of that day, and in hindsight can only speculate that you dressed with utmost thought and handled yourself graciously. And though my memory is failing me, you continue to serve as an inspiration: that one can be seen, but not seen.