Oh, as I was reading other posts, I remembered a few more. On the day the iPhone came out, I was in line and Roger Craig was walking all by himself and had a small bag in his hand. This was at the Stanford Shopping Mall in Palo Alto, CA. We (my brothers and I) went "hey, Roger Craig" and raised our hands and waved. He simply smiled "hey guys" and then walked on by. He's a former 49ers running back. Oh, and I did the whole Bill Clinton book signing. But that doesn't count, right? I read some of the other posts. I guess I only remember the details because it is exciting. I didn't take pictures. That's sorta disrespectful. I actually forgot all about these moments. But when you read about a forum about it, it brings up memories. You think you've forgotten. But it comes back. So to the people who complain that people have precise memories of these events, it's not because they were so excited they wrote it down, but the image comes back in fine detail only if you do something to bring it back. For example, I remember Roger Craig was wearing white colored pants and shades. I didn't write it down. In fact, I've forgotten all about it. But it comes back. Read enough neurobiology and you'll be amazed at what the brain can do. I know I'll probably get flames for so many reasons. But I'm not saying anyone is right or wrong. People just react differently to these things. For me, at the moment, it's like "hey, that guy is famous." And then the moment dies and is lost forever. And then years later, on a forum, when asked to recall, it comes back in amazing detail. Bill Clinton was wearing a pink tie and a light blue shirt when I met him. He shook my hand and asked "how are you?" I said "good." And then was so awestruck that I didn't reciprocate and ask him how he was doing. Just stood there. After I shook his hand, I stepped back about 5 feet. And almost forgot to get the book once he signed it. Oh, and lastly, I saw Mikhail Gorbachev at the Stanford Mall once. I did stop and look and saw that he was window shopping at some chocolates. He had no entourage. I'm sure he had body guards but I wasn't paying attention really. Just walked by, did a double take. Stopped, noticed he was looking at chocolates. Then walked on. Oh, and when I say excited or exciting, I don't mean like a little schoolgirl. I guess exciting is not the right word. I mean, sorta out of the ordinary. Of all the people I've seen, the one person I probably would want to talk to is Mikhail Gorbachev. After studying all about the history of the Soviet Union in college, seeing the man that ended it all is a bit amazing. And shopping for high end chocolates at the Stanford Mall of all places. And no, Ronald Regan did not single handedly end the Soviet Union. Regan gets way too much credit. But that's another thread.