This
story is funny to me because of the sheer randomness of the
"celebrity" involved, and where it happened.
My wife and I were living in
Colorado Springs at the time, and had flown back "home" to the Cedar
Rapids area for a visit. In making our way back to Colorado, we had a
short layover/connection in St. Louis. On the flight from Cedar Rapids to
St. Louis, I was looking around the plane and seeing if there was anyone I knew
on board. I didn't see anyone I knew, but there was a
"big-headed" gentleman sitting a few rows up from us that looked
really familiar. I thought about it for a few minutes, and then it hit
me: "Hey. I bet that is Oliver Stone."
I had read in the paper the
previous day that Oliver Stone would be speaking down at the University of Iowa
that evening. It made sense that he had stayed the night after his
presentation, and was flying out today. It was about then that the pilot
turned off the seat belt sign ("DING"), and announced such to the
plane. Suddenly, Oliver Stone jumps up out of his seat and hurriedly
comes down the aisle towards us, passes us, and heads for the bathroom in the back
of the plane. This is funny.
I lean over to "Megan(*)" and go:
"Did you see Oliver Stone?"
She goes: "No.
Where?"
So I tell her what I've seen,
and explain what I read in the paper yesterday. She is naturally
skeptical, because we always point out people to each other that
"look" like celebrities but aren't. So we wait for Oliver Stone
to finish his business in the can so we can made a definite identification.
Finally after several minutes,
Oliver Stone piles out of the bathroom and barrels up the aisle past us and
plants himself back in his seat. I look at MEgansmiling, and she goes:
"Yeah it's him."
When we landed in St. Louis,
we tried to hurry off the plane and possibly get another look at him, or maybe
even talk to him. When we exited the jet-way we both looked right and
left trying to see where Oliver Stone had gone. Finally Megangestures
across the terminal and says "There he is." Oliver Stone and his companion must have had somewhere
to be in a hurry, because they were walking pretty fast and were quite a bit
down the concourse already. We opted to not chase after him, and let him
continue his journey. Meanwhile, we continued on with our journey back to
Colorado, both amused at our "celebrity sighting."
In a funny
ending to the story, Megan had brought along an issue of "People"
magazine that I read on the flight from St. Louis to Colorado Springs. In
that magazine was an article about how Oliver Stone had been recently busted
somewhere for smoking/possession of pot. Classic.
(*) - Names changed to protect the guilty/innocent
(*) - Names changed to protect the guilty/innocent
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