Upon exiting a middle-aged friend's dusty
workshop after visiting with him for a while, I let out a humongous, "Vwah-FWHOOF!", complete with an exaggerated "
blasted off my feet from the explosion" high-jump. Another pleasant-natured dude who was mowing his lawn on the adjoining property cheerfully responded, "
Bless you!", even though he was more than a hundred feet away. A small and "casual" gesture, to be sure, but I never forgot it --- there's just something special and memorable about blessings from afar.
