He was extremely kind, extremely gracious, and he took time to talk to every single person who waited in line to meet him. I'm sure the questions I asked him had been asked 803912740912387410357 times, yet he answered all of them with the appearance of genuine enthusiasm. As an eleven year old, I thought I was the bees knees for having had a coversation with Mr. Scott.

Since then, I've met a handful of famous and semi-famous people. Anywhere from a run-in at the Atlanta airport (Ghallager) to driving them around Washington D.C. in my truck (Herb, from the band Primus), to hanging around like I was some sort of effing groupie after a play ended to commend an actor on his performance (Stacy Keach).

Of all of them --and it may have been my youth at the time-- James Doohan seemed to be having the most fun interacting with his fans. He seemed to really love what he was doing.