I don’t know about you, but I needed something a little lighter after today’s news. I’m not generally in favor of overly revering national politicians, but I am in favor of the good-natured, bipartisan affection our country generally bestows upon former presidents. It speaks to our national generous disposition. In the case of George H.W. Bush, he earns his affection by being a charmingly spry daredevil with super-cool socks.

Baller:

It's a wonderful day in Maine — in fact, nice enough for a parachute jump.

— George Bush (@GeorgeHWBush) June 12, 2014

Love it:

“He had a big smile for the crowd. You could tell he was exhilarated,” said Diana Untermeyer, a family friend.

Witnesses said he was greeted with a hug and a kiss from his wife, Barbara, and a hug from his son George. The family left the landing zone without talking to reporters nearby.

Hundreds of people gathered on the rocky coast to get a glimpse of the jump.

Happy birthday, Mr. President!

Update: Behold, the worst. Just the worst.