Some years ago I used to go have lunch every so often at Happy Saint Pugtrick Day shirtnear where I worked. While there, I noticed an older lady. She dressed in yellow from head to toe. Her little Volkswagen Beetle was also yellow. She was there to visit her son who happened to work there. He had Down syndrome; they always seem to enjoy their lunch time visit. I’m not questioning her “obsession” but admired her love for her son.
