Neville recalls the closing stretch of his years living in New York City, a period when muggers made the park unsafe to walk in after dark. Despite the standing warnings, he felt a sudden urge one rain-washed spring day to walk through the park anyway, and was struck by how green and vivid the grass looked. He offers the memory as a small, real-life instance of scripture (the 23rd Psalm) proving literally true in his own experience.