7/21/2010

Sean Connery came to Harvard one night in 1984 to receive an award from the Hasty Pudding
theatrical club. I was a Harvard undergrad walking home to my dorm and I saw his official exit
from the building where he'd been honored. He was applauded by a crowd of people waiting on
the sidewalk as he left. He got into a big limo and it drove away.

I kept walking, turned a corner, and started down a dark and deserted street. A block ahead I
noticed Seans limo had pulled over by the curb for some reason. The street was quiet and
empty with just me walking along and Sean up ahead waiting for something.

Then I saw another pedestrian, a young man, approach the limo. He must have been a big Sean
Connery fan, probably one of the people who was waiting on the sidewalk for the official exit,
because when he realized whose limo it was he started shouting excitedly Its you! Its you! Oh
my God! Its you! I cant believe its you!

He seemed a little out of control and I knew that if I were the one safe inside my limo and the
object of this guys enthusiasm, Id be inclined either to make sure the doors were locked or to
ask the driver to pull away. But Sean rolled down his window, talked to the man, and gave him
an autograph. I thought that was kind of him and a little brave, not something he had to do or that
he knew was being observed, and certainly not something he could ever have predicted would
be published on the Internet 25 years later.

Dan Winkler
heydan@post.harvard.edu