A few years ago, when my first grandson was about twenty-one months of age we called him the ‘hat man’. He loved to wear a cap or a hat and had one for almost every occasion.
On a lazy, summer Saturday we were having lunch in a local cafe. Matthew and several grown men were wearing head gear. Most were wearing either baseball caps or western style wide brim hats. While we were waiting for our food, Matthew caught the eye of an older gentleman across the dining room who was dining alone and wearing a hat. The man smiled at him, reached up, caught the brim of his hat and tipped it. Matthew smiled and returned the gesture.
About the time our food came the man looked our way again. This time our young grandson tipped his hat at the man and he responded. After that, throughout the meal, whenever the man looked our way, the two tipped hats and smiled.
Before we finished eating the gentleman finished his meal, paid the bill and left. When he walked outside, he stopped a moment and looked through the plate-glass window, tipped his hat, smiled and went on his way.