From the story of Cain and Abel we learn that we are our brother’s keeper. The classic line came when after Cain killed Abel, God asked Cain where Abel was — whereupon he spoke, “I know not; am I my brother’s keeper?” This, the excuse that many of us have when dealing with one other, that we feel no responsibility for anyone — no, not even our brother. What then should we do? How are we to care? I think we all know. Perhaps the answer comes when we try to love someone. For when we love another, his pain is our pain, his joy ours: whatever befalls him, befalls us, too. I imagine that in love is where we learn it, that, in being human, we see that which is human in someone else. How to love? To love our neighbor as ourself. I am still hopeful; I think we still may be able to do it….