Meeting Robin Williams
Posted: Fri Aug 15, 2014 2:03 am
Meeting Robin Williams
It was in the spring of 2009. I had retired and driven to California to visit my son, Chase. He had relocated there only a few months earlier. Upon arriving we made a list of places we had to see while there and Chase said while you’re here we have to go into San Francisco and get a hot dog at What’s Up Dog! because they have the best hot dogs west of the Mississippi. As we all know you don’t have to ask a fat man to go get a hot dog twice.
Parking in San Francisco is atrocious and we had to park quite a distance from the restaurant. It was a pleasant walk and we enjoyed the architecture of the buildings and the sites. When we were near the restaurant and could read the sign we noticed a black, Mercedes Benz Land Rover pull in behind us and park on the curb. Two men got out of the vehicle and went into a bicycle shop next door to the hot dog eatery. Chase said dad that was Robin Williams. “No way’ I said he’d never be out on the streets without security. Chase said dad I’m telling you that was Robin Williams. Then he said wait here and without another word went into the bicycle shop. Guess who he came out with? Robin Williams, that’s right the real Robin Williams. Chase had told him about my recent retirement and pleaded with him to come outside and take a picture with us. The man was so gracious. He shook my hand and congratulated me on my retirement and told me that he himself would someday like to be able to retire if he could only get his finances in order. We laughed that there was such a gigantic difference in our bank statements. He also said he had just got strict orders from his doctor to exercise more and that he was down there either to get his bike fixed or purchase another one.
I was so ill at ease while we were taking pictures. I didn’t want to brush against him or inadvertently touch him and tried to watch my hands. Chase said get closer dad so I can take the picture. I think Mr. Williams sensed my apprehension and put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. “Quick” he told Chase take the picture I’ve got him. When the picture taking was done I thanked him for all of the entertainment he had provided for us and told him I loved his movies. He seemed so flattered, though I knew he had to endure thousands of these meetings with fans each year.
The entire time we spent with Robin Williams was less than 5 minutes and he was gone. The words that best describe my memory of him are genuine and unpretentious. On that day and on that sidewalk he was a regular Joe, not a movie star or a haughty.
When I heard of his death I was overcome with sadness. A man that was so full of life and exuberance; a man with the ability to make theater audiences roll in the floor with laughter, but apparently the inability to make himself feel any of the joy he so freely gave others. So sad
Good bye my friend the world will have a few less smiles without you here.
It was in the spring of 2009. I had retired and driven to California to visit my son, Chase. He had relocated there only a few months earlier. Upon arriving we made a list of places we had to see while there and Chase said while you’re here we have to go into San Francisco and get a hot dog at What’s Up Dog! because they have the best hot dogs west of the Mississippi. As we all know you don’t have to ask a fat man to go get a hot dog twice.
Parking in San Francisco is atrocious and we had to park quite a distance from the restaurant. It was a pleasant walk and we enjoyed the architecture of the buildings and the sites. When we were near the restaurant and could read the sign we noticed a black, Mercedes Benz Land Rover pull in behind us and park on the curb. Two men got out of the vehicle and went into a bicycle shop next door to the hot dog eatery. Chase said dad that was Robin Williams. “No way’ I said he’d never be out on the streets without security. Chase said dad I’m telling you that was Robin Williams. Then he said wait here and without another word went into the bicycle shop. Guess who he came out with? Robin Williams, that’s right the real Robin Williams. Chase had told him about my recent retirement and pleaded with him to come outside and take a picture with us. The man was so gracious. He shook my hand and congratulated me on my retirement and told me that he himself would someday like to be able to retire if he could only get his finances in order. We laughed that there was such a gigantic difference in our bank statements. He also said he had just got strict orders from his doctor to exercise more and that he was down there either to get his bike fixed or purchase another one.
I was so ill at ease while we were taking pictures. I didn’t want to brush against him or inadvertently touch him and tried to watch my hands. Chase said get closer dad so I can take the picture. I think Mr. Williams sensed my apprehension and put his arm around me and pulled me closer to him. “Quick” he told Chase take the picture I’ve got him. When the picture taking was done I thanked him for all of the entertainment he had provided for us and told him I loved his movies. He seemed so flattered, though I knew he had to endure thousands of these meetings with fans each year.
The entire time we spent with Robin Williams was less than 5 minutes and he was gone. The words that best describe my memory of him are genuine and unpretentious. On that day and on that sidewalk he was a regular Joe, not a movie star or a haughty.
When I heard of his death I was overcome with sadness. A man that was so full of life and exuberance; a man with the ability to make theater audiences roll in the floor with laughter, but apparently the inability to make himself feel any of the joy he so freely gave others. So sad
Good bye my friend the world will have a few less smiles without you here.