Ringo Starr

In 1984, I fractured my neck in a horrific car accident, and for six months, I was forced to wear a halo - a hideous contraption drilled into your head that makes you look like you're standing in the middle of a basketball hoop. My sister, who lives in San Francisco, flew down to Los Angeles to drive me to the doctor to have this frightening thing removed. No one knew if my neck would be okay or not. On the way to the doctor, my sister noticed a guy in a Rolls Royce staring at me. When I looked over, I recognized Ringo Starr! I told her I was probably the first person he ever stared at since he became a Beatle, and I waved at him. When he waved back, I knew everything would be okay. I waltzed into the doctor's office, convinced I would survive. Miraculously, I did! Thanks, Ringo.