Danny Glover

I was on a horrible business trip, and I struggled through the San Francisco airport. Mr. Glover was incognito and attempting to get service from an agent. I didn't want to create a scene, but I wanted to express my enjoyment of his movies. I moved within earshot.

"Sir, I like your work," I told him.

He moved his head just enough to look out from under his hat, smiled about 1,000,000 watts and said "Thank you, very much!" He lowered his head and went back to invisibility.