Leaving the Doctors office a few weeks ago after having foot surgery, I treated myself to an Uber ride home. As I lifted my booted foot gingerly into the car, Paul, the driver, turned around and, with a great show of concern, asked what happened. I explained that I had just had foot surgery and would need to wear this clumsy boot for a few weeks, to which he replied “Florence, from the looks of you that boot should have a Prada label”! Maybe you had to be there but that’s when I, who was looking arguably at my worst, fell in love with Paul the Uber driver from Brooklyn!!