So I'm wearing my Arizona tartan near the elevators in the hotel I'm staying at for a work conference in Albuquerque.

A wee lad - no taller than three feet - and no more than three-years-old comes up to me smiling and says, "I like your kilt." I thanked him and his father came up to explain that he (dad) owned a kilt in his clan tartan.

Then the elevator came and they disappeared up to their room.

So amazing such a wee lad was so brave to come over and offer appreciation. Speaks well for the future of kilts.