Your brush with fame.  

There was a period of time in the early ‘90’s when I would head to the Florida Keys between Christmas and New Year to do some deep sea fishing. So I’m at the Key Largo Yacht Club on New Years Eve, standing in front of the urinal (doing what you DO at a urinal). Some guy comes in and walks up next to me. I glance over. Star struck, all that came out of my mouth was “You’re G. Gordon Liddy”! He gives me a steely glance and sez...........”Yes.......yes I am”. That was it.