We came to the remains of the former Westward Ho, one of Phoenix’s first luxury hotels, to marvel at its faded beauty. Yet the most moving part of our visit was the few minutes we spent talking with one of its present residents who we found sitting in a wheelchair, cradling his dog in his arms. He is one of many disabled people who now live in subsidized government housing here. He graciously posed for me, and I made several images of him with a smile on his face. However the most poignant image I made of him was this one, when he turned from the camera to look through a distant door at the outside world. I underexposed the image to darken the tile floor dating back to 1928 when the hotel was built. I placed him off to one side, creating a sense of distance, and room for remembrance. Meanwhile, he gave comfort to his small dog, just as his dog no doubt gave comfort to him. Distance, remembrance and comfort are all human values that need no explanation.