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When I worked at TVOntario we needed a dog for publicity shots with UK's famous animal trainer Barbara Woodhouse whose series we were featuring. My daughter and I brought our irrepressible wheaten Terrier Scamp to meet her. He rarely behaved for us but he was a different fellow when Barbara took the leash. She looked right into his eyes and he was hers. "Walkies!"
David Ogden Stiers wasn't long out of his Mash gig when I met him in a recording studio in Beverly Hills. He was one of several actors recording radio commercials for my employer, Kemper Group, as a favor to Stan Freberg whom I'd hired to write the commercials. David said he'd learned comic timing from Freberg and considered him a hero.
Ike had left the presidency and was writing his memoirs in an office on the Gettysburg College campus when I bumped into him (literally) one day rushing to my dorm. "Well, hello little lady," he said. I was so flustered to flubbed my chance to tell him we shared a birthday and that I sent a card to him every year.