Eeny, meeny, miney Joe

...here's another fellow I want you to know. He hangs out on his building's stoop from early morning until nightfall, our very own ambassador, greeting everyone in the neighborhood and  starting our days off with a refreshing attitude, no matter the weather. And if you need someone to run an errand, he's right there, just buzz him on his cell phone, as Mom does when she's in need of a pack of cigarettes and no one in the family will buy her one. Joe is a gentle soul and makes me feel more at ease in this city, safe guarding his post, chatting with all the neighbors - he knows everyone (and possibly everything going on), he's just one of the neighborhood guys you can count on, making this metropolis into a small town.