Now the town went kinda 'nuts' for all the movie stuff and downtown was swarming with Johnny Depp spotters and tourists. At times it did get weird. One night I called Miriam and she related that she got to meet Johnny Depp.
"Wowsers," I said.
"Yup! He shook my hand! And TALKED to me!", Miriam shouted in the phone.
"Oh, wow! Tell me about it!"
"Well, I was trying to get to my bank ATM, by the library, but they had the whole street blocked off because they had just finished shooting. I'm standing behind the barricade, the cop said it would only be a few minutes, so while I am waiting, Johnny Depp comes walking down the street shaking hands with people."
".. and he shook your hand?", I asked.
"Yup! And he looked right into my EYES and talked with me!!!!"
"What did he say?"
"He said my hand was cold. So he took my hand in BOTH of his and rubbed it to warm it up!"
"Oh Wowsers! I suppose you won't wash that hand for MONTHS, Miriam!"
"Are you kidding? Heck no! I saw how many other hands he was touching, and who knows where those hands have been..... and what those hands have been touching....I went home and washed my hands right away. I've been sick enough this last winter!"
My daughter has a brush with fame..... and she washes it away.