Funniest part was it wasn’t really an encounter. When my grand aunt passed away, I remember I was stuck holding the door for people leaving the visitation as I was talking to my cousin. An old man walks out the door, and then a few seconds later my dad comes out.
“Do you know who you that old guy was?”
“No, am I supposed to?”
“That was Bob Seger, you just held the door for Bob Seger.”
One of the greatest musicians out there walked right by me and I had no idea. Only memory of that moment besides my dad telling me was the back of his head, because that’s all I remember seeing.