I strolled down Main Street right as the sun was hitting the street in such a way as to make everyone and everything look pretty darn glorious.
I passed by a family sitting on a stoop. A man and a woman sat on the step next to a toddler in a stroller. I heard the child say, "Hi." So I spun around for a closer encounter. We waved and smiled at each other in the usual way: me over-animated, child bemused. Until the guy told me this:
"You are the first person she's ever said 'Hi' to."
"Wait, really?" I asked.
"Really," they confirmed.
I saw her and she saw me. And we each signaled our admiration for the other's awesomeness.
What more can you ask for on a sunny, summer night on the street where you live?