I reckon I would have been 12 when he stopped and shook my hand, coming out of a Presbyterian Church in D.C.
We were staying at a hotel not far away, and out for a walk before Sunday brunch, no planning, just wandered into the deal
Folks (mine included) hung back, but kinda' scooted their kids into the front row, he stopped and did a little schmoozing on his way to the BIG Caddy.

I remember a very genuine smile, and direct piercing eyes, with a merry twinkle.

Wish we'd had a camera along, that day.

GTC

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