Walk With Me
He was a super star. I was neither super nor a star. We were walking in opposite directions, and as we came within 10 feet of each other, I recognized him and spoke to him by name. He said, "Walk with me".
He was on his morning walk, which I assumed was part of his normal routine. So he could not stop and speak with me but was very courteous with his invitation for me to "Walk with him". He even addressed me as sir.
His use of the word 'sir' spoke volumes to me. I walked a few steps with him but was on the job delivering very
time-sensitive materials. So I could not walk and talk
with him, even though I would have loved to.
He was a famous person whose actions on and off television had caused me pause with regard to his character. But on that morning, there was something about the way he addressed and showed respect to me that grew me to him in spite of how I had felt before. Asking for an autograph never crossed my mind, and as we parted company, I told him that my son will be thrilled when I tell him that I met one of his favorite stars.
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