Yesterday morning on the bus, a man and a woman, a couple, sat down across from me.  The young woman had lovely curly hair, and she was wearing a chai, the Hebrew symbol for life and good fortune. The man was wearing a shirt from the Gainesville Fire Department.  They were extremely affectionate with each other, heads resting on the other, hands clasped together, occasionally kissing.  I don't think they ever spoke a word to one another, though.  At least, not out loud.  They were beautiful together.