Turns out he was there with his elderly father. Autistic. I said "hi" and "excuse me" to him and his father and I talked a little.
Dad was temporarily in a wheelchair with a bad leg... Hurt trying to manage this son during a meltdown. His wife died and he's obviously worried about his son after he passes. (An easily 6'4" tall, skinny black man.) I started to tear up talking with him...
That's a level of stress one doesn't need in his old age.