A
friend recently posted on FB that she had seen Claire Danes in front of a
barbecue place in her neighborhood. We live in New York City so celebrity
sightings are not unusual.
Many years ago, when our daughter was eight, she and her father were
waiting for a bus after she’d been to the dentist. She, as usual, was engrossed
in a book. He, as usual, was people watching, noting how different East Siders
are from West Siders. He saw the actress Barbara Hershey walk by, and said to
Christie, “There’s Barbara Hershey.” Christie looked up briefly from her book,
said, “Okay,” and went back to her book. The jaded
New York kid, we thought.
Several
years later, Christie was an adult, on a street in Brooklyn. Coming toward
her was Ice-T with his entourage. She registered who it was, but (still)
continued on as though he was just any other person on the street. She was not
going to blow her cool and act like a groupie.
Once I saw
David Letterman on the subway. Once I saw Stacy Keach on the subway. Julianne
Moore was around the corner from where I live talking to some film crew. Karen
Young, one of the FBI agents on “The Sopranos,” had a son at the private school
next door. We see them, note it, and move on.
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I wonder if it feels like when students see teachers at the grocery store?
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