As I sat on a park bench, I noticed the penny on the pathway. As people hurried by, no one gave the penny a second glance. After all, it was only a penny–small and insignificant–and not worth stopping to retrieve. How Others Know Us Staring at the penny, I thought, By the world’s standards, I am not much different than the penny. To the government, I am known as a social security number. I am known by an account number … Continue reading →