In Winter Park, Abe was quickly walking toward me. His sartorial splendor caught my eye, so I managed to get him to stop.
He was formal and very cordial, even though he clearly had somewhere to go. Abe is a limousine chauffeur and had just delivered a gaggle of bankers to a meeting.
Abe is from Ethiopia, and has been in the U.S. For 20 years.
“Do you like it here better?”
Oh yeah...”
Abe spoke with a slight British accent, very aristocratic sounding. Each time he leaned to move on, I said something and he stopped. Very polite.
