The street was packed with music, pop-up stands and crowds shuffling shoulder to shoulder at Packapalooza when I stumbled across a booth handing out goodie bags with various knick-knacks in them.
As I was brushed away with the crowd, I peered into the bag, looking at the spoils of the brief encounter. At the bottom of the bag, a small, blue cylinder caught my eye.
I pulled the toy out of the bag and slipped the string around my right middle finger. For the first time in years, I released the yo-yo from my hands and let it drop…