Last Friday, we went to a special screening of Back to the Future movie at the Paramount, which is this incredibly beautiful, huge art-deco theater in downtown Oakland. The place was packed, the
crowd was WAY into it, and the movie was much better that I remembered. We had a great time.
On the way out, we happened to be walking up the crowded center aisle next to this VERY energetic, maybe 20 year old Down Syndrome dude. He was very cool. He had a full beard. And he was going ape-shit with delight over the movie. He just started repeating lines from the movie to anyone and everyone, and talking about how much AWESOME it was. So I high-fived him and said, "yeah, wasn't it awesome?" and he just kept going on and on, talking about how great the producer and director was, and how it was just the best movie EVER! My kids and my wife all high-fived him too.
Sad thing was... A big, older man (probably his dad) was holding his hand, and not at all sharing in this guy's incredibly infectious enthusiasm. Instead he was pretty much pulling him toward the exit, as if he couldn't wait to get out of there. I wanted to grab him by the collar and slap him and yell, "JUST LET HIM ENJOY THIS MOMENT, GOD DAMN YOU!!!"
Anyway, the young guy didn't seem to notice or care that Dad wasn't into it. Just kept going on and on. It was awesome. I love happy people.