Upon exiting a middle-aged friend's
dusty workshop after visiting with him for a while, I let out a humongous, "Vwah-FWHOOF!", complete with an exaggerated "blasted off my feet from the explosion" high-
jump. Another pleasant-natured
dude who was mowing his lawn on the adjoining property cheerfully responded, "Bless you!", even though he was more than a hundred feet away. A small and "casual" gesture, to be sure, but I never forgot it --- there's
just something special and memorable about blessings from afar.