We went to Stern Grove to see the Rebirth Brass Band, but I ended up watching this man for much of the afternoon.
He appeared in full dandies, complete with olde tweed sport jacket, corduroys, jaunty cap and ascot(!). I wondered whether he and his conservative companion were prepared for a raucous funk/hiphop band. But he soon proved that he was. Rising to his feet halfway through the set, he waved-his-arms-in-the-air-like-he-just-didn't-care along with the rest of the crowd.
After the show, I had to shake his hand and tell him that I hoped I could be as stylish and exuberant as he when I grow up. He laughed, kissed my forehead, and told me that I was too skinny and I must take someone I am “crazy about” to Cafe Jacqueline in North Beach. “Be careful. After the meal, she will want to marry you.”