There is an intersection between a park and a main road and a church. The grandmother and grandchild waiting for the weekly food pantry to open at the church tried to get to the park. This involved crossing the street at the intersection. There is no traffic light. There is no crosswalk. There is simply danger as driver after driver whipped past them. It’s risky to forget that we are all three days away from a food crisis if hurricanes or gas shortages or acts of terror disable truck deliveries. It’s risky to forget that our whole society is currently facing an intersection. It’s risky to forget that we need each other.