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Random thoughts from his grown fans, on finally meeting an untouchable man. |
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If someone told me during the Rollers heyday that I would one day meet the man that I was screaming and crying constantly over, I would have told them they were insane. Things like that never happened to me...or do they?
When the idea first came up for Rave I was relatively new in this circle. I had posted nothing, said nothing. But when Rave was brought up I thought how great to meet other Les/Roller fans. Then when it was announced that Les was coming, I think I went ballistic, as I could not believe that I was perhaps going to get a chance to meet my idol.
For months I worried over how I would react. Cry? Blabber? Cry? Say nothing? Cry? After being reassured countless times that I was not going to react the way I thought I finally just gave into the feeling of whatever happens, happens.
Atlanta, Georgia, Friday June 21, 2002... was walking through the lobby to get some travelers checks cashed at the front desk. I did not hear Dee say; hey there is Les...Gibbie did not hear her either and was following me. Dee says it again...so I casually walk over to the front door...and there in the back seat of a Jeep was the man that I had adored for years. Through the front doors I stared. I was calm. I chuckled to myself and said to noone in particular, or did I mumble it to myself... Wow there he is, this is so cool, it really is him!! I mentioned to Dee and Gib that.... Didnt we have to go outside for a walk?
When we got outside his window was rolled up...Cass was driving with Lori in the passenger seat. We started to walk down the driveway; we did not head directly to the vehicle as that would mean that we had been watching. LOL...
Low and behold his window came down, and this familiar yet strange voice that had mostly been heard on the television, or records, said Hello Ladies.
Did I forget how nervous I was supposed to be...? Heyya Les I said. Watcha ladies up to? Wasnt I supposed to be crying at this point? ahh about 55... I said... I am up to about 58 1/2 myself.... ahh so you have grown half an inch good for you?
Wasnt I supposed to be freaking at this point?
Meanwhile Dee stood there with Les staring at her tattoos.... Gibbie gets out nice sunglasses...we had given Les a basket of goodies for his room and this was one of the items...Les says, thanks, yeah thanks".... He then tells us that he is going for breakfast. It was 11:00 am...so in reality was close to dinnertime for him, poor guy. As he was in the vehicle our hugs would have to wait till another time!!!!!!
We said to have a good breakfast and that we would see him later...and then they were gone.
Gib then labels me as the conversation hogger.....haha...Wellllll did not want him to think we were complete idiots with no tongues.......lol... We kept walking for a bit. I believe I started to cry. It was such an overwhelming yet calming emotional experience. It was over in seconds. I was nervous, but Les just put me at ease. It was something I had waited to happen for 25 years, and when the initial meeting was over, I wondered to myself what the fuss was all about. My "God" proved to be human.
Over the course of the weekend I had more conversations with him, and I shed a few more tears. He really is funny. His sense of humor is not unlike mine. LOL! I never once felt out of place with him, or unwanted.
It was not just one moment, but several meetings, conversations, bowling even.... that made me realize how truly lucky I was that weekend. How lucky I am as a Les McKeown fan. Seeing him in New Orleans will be special.... and I cannot wait..................They say one never forgets their first time!!!! I know I never will!!!!!! Thanks Les for making it an unforgettable and fantastic experience!!!!!!!!! You truly are a wonderful guy!!!
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