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I grew up in California in the SF area. To make a long story short, my uncle (through amateur hockey connections) became friendly with Charles Schultz. When my sister got hit by a car, we were visiting her in the hospital. The door opens up and in walks Charles Schultz. Apparently my uncle called him and asked him to visit. He stayed for about half an hour, drew some cartoons for my sister and then left.
I also stood behind Robin Williams in line at a grocery store but felt too much like an idiot to say anything to him.
Now, living in Columbus, our biggest brush with fame is a local newsanchor who lives around the corner from us in German Village. Columbus isn't exactly a destination spot of the rich and famous.
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"I can normally tell how intelligent a man is by how stupid he thinks I am" - Cormac McCarthy, All The Pretty Horses
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