Have you ever met anyone "famous" ?

Not many. Names that come to mind are Louis Armstrong, Henry Mancini, Ahmad Jamal, Oscar Peterson, et. al. As a teenager, my buddies and I would save our shekels, drive up to Chicago on weekends and go to the London House jazz club and restaurant. We held down a lot of jobs to be able to do that sort of thing, given that the London House was one of the premier "in places" for jazz musicians and aficionados at the time. Also sat next to a well-known politician, now deceased (and who shall remain nameless), who ran for president and lost. What an asshole. Saw Jimmy Stewart in the Atlanta airport with his wife. He was a class act, not to mention a good and brave leader of men in WWII.
 

Didn't "quote" meet him, but was only several feet from Richard Nixon's limo, he was waving out of the sunroof and I saw Pat Nixon in the back seat. This was in 1972 in Ohio when he was running for re-election.
 
In late May of 1988 I was in NYC. It was Sunday night and the Tony Awards were being held in the Marriott Marquee Hotel in Times Square. I didn't know that, I just saw a crowd of people standing around a perimeter of police barricades and several NYPD officers standing inside the barricade, so I walked up to have a look.

The ceremony was just ending and several well known actors started coming out to get into their limousines. I saw Angela Lansbury, Jackie Mason and John Lithgow who, rather than get into a limo, squeezed between a barricade and the wall of the hotel not three or four feet from me, then walked up to Broadway, turned the corner and was gone.

I wish I had said something to him.
 

This sometimes comes to my mind. Living in the East Village, (one million years ago) left my apartment for an early meeting (had to leave around 5am). Walked west to get train on sixth avenue. A shoe store, on North Side of W. 8th St before sixth had an unusually beautiful window display. Stopped to admire. Saw by window reflection someone else join me to look. Reflection was that of Yoko Ono. Knew she & John lived in West Village. We looked a few moments more with no acknowledgement of the other. We left in separate directions.
 
I ran 'head on' into George and Barbara Bush at the GRB Convention Ctr., in downtown Houston one evening several years ago. I was near a back elevator in the building where Secret Service had ushered them. As they got off the elevator, we all exchanged "hellos" .... šŸ˜ƒ
 
When I was going through a stash of photos I found, I came upon this one taken in 1983.
My mom and I took a trip to Vermont and visited Plymouth which is the hometown of U.S. President Calvin Coolidge. We met his son John (who has passed on now) and my mom took my picture with him. She sent it to him when we had it developed. He autographed it and sent it back. John has a mention on Wikipedia:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Coolidge

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debodun said:
When I was going through a stash of photos I found, I came upon this one taken in 1983.
My mom and I took a trip to Vermont and visited Plymouth which is the hometown of U.S. President Calvin Coolidge. We met his son John (who has passed on now) and my mom took my picture with him. She sent it to him when we had it developed. He autographed it and sent it back. John has a mention on Wikipedia:

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Coolidge

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Does it feel like almost 40 years ago ?
 
:D Because I seldom get out much, Iā€™ve thought, if I were to meet ā€œin the fleshā€ any of the ā€œcelebritiesā€ I see in movies, T V shows, etc. even politicians, I would be stunned. Surprised that ā€He/She is actually REAL! A 3 dimensional flesh and blood person! Heck, I thought they were just two dimensional computerized characters!ā€

I would not be thrilled at meeting any of them, after all, being a celebrity does not make one more special than anyone else.
 
Bob Dylan, ("at the Bitter End" on Bleaker street sometime in the early 60's.
Harry Chapin, (At his home on Long Island)
Happy and Artie Traum, (at the Woodstock Playhouse in upstate NY. around late 1972 I think)
John Daly (Golfer...came to our Florida home to discuss some business deal with the wife)
Then there was the time I got into a short fight with Robert Kennedy's son David.. but that's another story.
 

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