Among the countless tragedies that go by in fleeting moments on the streets of the hometowns of the world, Hernan’s is one that stands out unforgettably. In our own villages, towns and cities we all have a Hernan, or someone like him, but in the rush of everyday life, keep passing them by. The blind man with the tin cup, the homeless huddled in raggedy blankets, over city grates, the lost, lonely and the forlorn are sadly only fleeting moments in the lives of the perpetually purposeful and busy. Someone else will try to find out if there is any...