He called him dude, and he asked him a question and said hey man.
He was talking to my father. My father is 80.
It struck me as an odd way to address a soft spoken well mannered man like my father. It also struck me as odd that my father seemed to like the conversation.
I guess he respected my father and I guess that my father respected him. They were strangers until this conversation.
Maybe my father didn’t feel 80 when the young man addressed him as dude.
I really didn’t understand, but it did make me smile.