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My story isn’t as exciting or cool as some of the others on this site, but I can say that I had the luck to meet BFM – twice!
I was a kid, about 10-11 years old, participating in the Golf Club at the local Boys & Girls Club (around ’98, I believe). Every year we got the opportunity to help out at the AT&T Pro-Am (held at the Monterey Peninsula Country Club in Pebble Beach, CA). Needless to say, this event was always packed with all sorts of celebrities and moneyed people – a lot of people I didn’t care too much about as a kid. But then there’s Bill Murray.
I remember hearing all of our “care-takers” going on and on about Bill Murray; I just kept thinking, “Where!? Where!?” From the large dining room where we were enjoying our lunches, I could hear him in the distance. So I decided that I was going to get this man’s autograph. I walked over to his table with a ball-cap in my hand and asked if he would sign it.
Without hesitation, he says, “Oh, sure thing, kid!” as he gives me a huge kiss on my cheek. I do believe he was asking me questions but I was so fixated on him I don’t remember what else he may have asked. He signed my hat and handed it; I walked away on clouds! I met him again the next year, same place and event. I went up to him and asked if he remembered me, to which he responded, “Of course I do!” and gave me another kiss on the cheek.
Whether or not he really remembered me, I’ll never know. All of the older women kept telling everyone else about how Bill Murray kissed me on the cheek. The only celebrity encounter that I will truly, never forget! Wish I took a picture.
We’d like to thank Joe for today’s story.
My grandfather’s friend worked for the McCaskey family and the Bears in the 70’s and 80’s, so she threw our family a couple tickets to Super Bowl XX. My uncle and cousin, both in their early 20’s at the time, wound up going to the game.
Since they were guests of the team, they got to go to one of the official Bears’ post game parties. There were several celebrities and athletes at the event that they chatted with, as everyone was drinking and celebrating the Bears’ victory (no, he didn’t meet Ditka or the Fridge).
After grabbing a drink my uncle turned around to see Bill Murray standing behind him. He freaked out a bit, as one doesn’t meet many celebrities in South Texas. He went to shake his hand and managed to sputter out, “Mr. Murray, I’ve always wanted to meet you.” Murray knocked his hand aside and grabbed him in a big hug and yelled, “And I’ve always wanted to meet you!” Our cousin said my uncle was more excited about this 10 second interaction than he was about the game.
We’d like to thank Stephen for sharing this story.
I was 13 and it was towards the end of my 7th grade year. At the time, I played violin (3rd chair) in an orchestra of students in grades 7-12.
I was sitting in my seat on-stage when my phone vibrated. It was my mom texting to let me know where she was sitting. Looking over, it all clicked when I noticed Bill Murray was sitting right in front of my mom.
I proceeded to leave my seat, walk over to my mother, and confirm that this Bill Murray was both the famous actor and the father of a friend of mine in the orchestra. Overhearing our conversation, he asked me to sit next to him and we had a conversation about the orchestra.
Next thing I knew, everyone was tuning their instruments. At that point I was prepared to not play in the show – instead simply sitting where I was next to Bill Freaking Murray. I think he picked up on this, so he thanked me for my company, told me my tie was crooked, fixed it, and sent me on my way with the inspiring words “Get the hell up there!”
I’ve seen him many times since, but this one stuck in my head. He was there to support his own son, yet still managed to squeeze in something meaningful to a young fan like me without taking attention away from the kids in the orchestra.
Bill Murray is the shit.
Thanks to Keila for sharing this.
No explanation needed.
Just the BEST day of my life!
We’d like to thank Dujuan Thomas for sharing this story.
My ROTC group was in Charleston, SC for a trip. We went to the RiverDogs game and after a while I decided to wander around. I was about to take a panoramic picture of the stadium when someone said Bill Murray had just walked by. I told my friend and we went off to find him.
After a few minutes, we saw him sitting near the team’s dugout. By then, I was super excited! I was like “it’s Bill Freaking Murray!!” After watching some guy go down and talk to him, I finally gained the nerves to go down myself. I came beside him and said, “Hey Mr. Murray, sorry to intrude but I had to meet you.” He said “it’s alright, sit down with me the batter’s up.” Continue reading