For me, the longest line was Scott Baio. It was a slow line too. I joined and then bailed twice. But it was close to the end of the day and I was determined to get the autograph.
He is a ‘local kid’. Not local as in Jersey but in NY. A big part of the Chiller crowd is from NY. While standing in line I heard a lot of ‘stories’ about people knowing him or a friend knew him or their cousin went to school with him…etc etc etc.
I will say, someone brought their school pictures and showed
them to Scott. There were lots of laughs and some tears as they talked about
the good old days. It was kind of fun to watch.
Scott stood the whole day. He asked questions. He didn’t
rush people and he was not in ‘machine mode’ and shouting ‘next’. He was differently in charge (yes, you can 'boo' that). The women all
wanted hugs and some hugs lingered. They were meeting their childhood crush.
When I got to hand over my photo, he shook my hand and asked
how I was. He asked where I was from, etc. He gave me time to ask my own questions.
While a rush of adrenaline coursed through my blood and I no longer felt the pain
in my knees and back from standing all day, I was empathic to the people still
in line. I didn’t want to draw this out. But Scott asked a few more questions
and exchanged a few sentences about The Wife. And he wanted to sign the photo
to her.
It was good to see him. I’m glad I was stubborn and waited.
AH
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