It really was more like two minutes! I was walking in the synagogue parking lot after services when I saw an elderly woman, with perfectly coiffed white hair and looking
very put-together, also walking to her car. I figured she was in her early to mid-eighties. She used a walker and, when I passed her, I smiled and wished her “a good year”. She responded in kind and we continued walking to our cars. A moment later, she yelled, “Wait!” I stopped, turned back and she said, “Aren’t you the young man who wrote that children’s book?” (Young man? I’m 66!) I blushed and my red cheeks almost matched my tie. I could only respond, “Yes, I am!” She proceeded to tell me, “I recognized you from your Amazon picture! I ordered the book for my grandchild and he loves it!” I was almost speechless. I thanked her and said I would be happy to autograph the book any time. She was very appreciative but what she said next sent me into outer space: “Oh my gosh, I feel like I just met a celebrity and I can’t wait to tell my friends and family I met a famous author.” I hugged her, kissed her cheek and we said our good-byes
Now, I don’t feel like a celebrity by any stretch of the imagination. I do, however, appreciate her kind words and I’m sure I will always remember this chance encounter.I honestly don’t think J. K. Rowling has anything to worry about but I feel like Mr. B possesses a little magic, as well!