I once bought you a drink at the Stinking Rose on Restaurant Row in Los Angeles/Beverly Hills, Mr. Macy. You were enjoying a dinner with some friends and/or family, and I was having a cocktail at the bar, waiting for my friends to show up for dinner. I didn't want to bother you, so I just pulled your waitress aside and told her that I wanted to buy you a drink of your choice.
You could have just ordered whatever you wanted and blown me off, but being the gentleman you are, you excused yourself from your dinner party and came over, thanked me, and chatted with me for a few minutes. Let me tell you, I've worked with many celebrities, actors, pro athletes, in this town, and your kindness, soft spoken and down to earth nature and humility are quite rare commodities in this town.
And I'll tell you again now what I told you then - I just wanted to express how much I've appreciate your work, your brilliant acting over the years, by buying you a drink.
I've since run into you a couple of times at the Farmer's Market in Larchmont, when you are out for a stroll with your lovely daughters. And each time, you have still recognized me, a random guy who bought you a drink a few years back, and said hello and remembered my name.
You sir, are truly a gentleman and a Renaissance Man in an age where there are far too few like you.