After doing some work in London, I was on my way home to the
USA. Boarding the airplane and finding my seat I found that
the seating system was a little mixed up. Going to sit was
about to be a little difficult___a man was occupying mine.
After a few words to the attendants, I had the outside seat
and he the window. A few nods and half smiles and that was that.
The man dozing and me reading. An hour or so later he starts to
chat a bit. I work for ????? and he says he is Keith Richards of the Rolling
Stones.
I felt like an idiot because, of course it was him, KEITH
RICHARDS. I could not believe it.You know, who ever thinks
thats going to happen. He bought me a drink and we chatted a
little more. Naturally, I got his autograph, then he snoozed
most of the way back. My husband was waiting for me so he met
him too. Let me just finish by saying what a very nice gentleman
he is. Never will I forget.
I just finished reading some of the "stories" about Keith