Sitting at a red light in Atlanta and Erik Estrada walked in front of the car, my buddy and I couldn't believe it. We rolled down the window and Erik just turned around and gave us that big smile.
My granddad got me a autograph from Larry Bird after bumping into him at an airport.
That's really it outside of meeting a few musicians like Vai, Wylde, and Mustaine...but in those situations we were attempting to be at the right place at the right time and it worked out.
