… They were actors, not kids running around without their parents. I realized this when I saw other youth, similarly dressed, running the concession stand. My brother and I texted back and forth a bit: he assured me that he would have come with me, if he were closer. I continued to people watch from my perch on the bench: I saw a friend, dancing close to the stage, and I watched her freedom and ease with envy (yup, I was …