A young man with Down’s was on the ferry from the Toronto Island airport this past weekend. He was excited to get off first and had positioned himself accordingly. But then he let me go before him with a smile, in a kind of chivalric gesture. It was one of those nice, if small, moments in a busy city.
I already get choked up when I see people with Down Syndrome, knowing as I do that we don’t see as many of them as we should.
