The two of us sat alone, and enjoyed very pleasant conversation for an hour. Although I'm certain he knew, I never acknowledged that he was a superstar, or that I was a fan.
It was very kool, and one the more interesting experiences I've had.
I have shared this story with several people. Most of the time I'm met with blank expressions, and "Tony who?".
Young people piss me off. Happy birthday.
LOL. Thank you; and of course I remember Tony Curtis. He was a son of Hungarian Jewish immigrants; I was the grandson of the same crazy bunch.