He might have been over 6 feet tall, but the thing you noticed was what he had on his head.
It was a furry, face-covering hat/mask that was supposed to look like a fox or something. It was sort of like this young man had his own head inside the head of an extra-large plush toy. And he was carrying a painting or something.
I was behind him as he boarded the 1:50 No. 43 downtown.
The driver, a friend of mine named Scott, looked at this fellow ahead of me and calmly asked a question.
"Are you a service animal?"
"Yes," he said.
Scott said that was good to hear, because otherwise he would have to ride in a cage.
As service animals tend to do, the fox-head kid minded his own business and rode all the way to the Albertson's at 37th and Grand.