We’d like to thank John P for sharing this story
It was 1980 – I was 13 years old and with my Father at O’Hare airport when I spotted Bill Murray waiting to check into his flight. I told my Dad “Hey, that’s Bill Murray!” My Dad, never one to be star struck, answered back, “Sure looks like it”.
“Do you think he’d mind if I ask him for an autograph?”
My Dad responded that it didn’t look like he was too busy, so I walked up to him and asked for an autograph. He was very friendly and gracious to do so, while my dad told him, “My son stays up late every Saturday to watch your show”, my dad explained.
“I hope he’s not drinking too much”
“Nope, I do the drinking at our house”, my dad assured him. “Good for you sir”, was his reply, and we were on our merry way.
We’d like to thank Tessica for today’s story.
Over 5 years ago I worked for an airline that is notorious in SLC for making you walk outside to your plane. Sometimes we would run out of parking and have to do what we called “Bravo” parking (basically parking a plane behind another plane).
The passengers then would have to walk out on the tarmac and then up the stairs of the aircraft. Obviously this is a safety issue so, as employees, we would station ourselves outside to provide guidance to the passengers and to keep them from being run over by tugs.
One day while we were boarding a flight – I believe it was going to Aspen – I saw a male passenger walk outside towards me. He wore a Hawaiian shirt and very loud golf shorts. I wondered, “Who dresses like that?” As the passenger got closer, I realized Bill Murray dresses like that.
In a moment of stupor I did the only thing I could think of to do… I saluted him. No idea why. It just happened. He turned up an eyebrow at me as he walked by, and I kind of shrugged like “yeah, I don’t know either”, and he continued to board the plane.
As I stared at the plane – wondering why on earth I had just saluted Bill Murray – I noticed movement at the aircraft door. A moment later, Bill Murray stepped out of the plane and saluted me back.
We’d like to thank Jaimie for sharing this story.
The man, the myth, the LEGEND came aboard our flight from Charleston SC back home to JFK, the day after he crashed the bachelor party and apparently an engagement photo shoot, on May 25th, 2014.
The plane was boarded and he was the last one to get on. When walked onto the plane, he kept walking down the aisle as the entire shocked audience looked on; I sat in Row 16, my sister in Row 15. To my astonishment, I look up and get a nice view of him placing his baggage above my head, as his seat was BEHIND mine. (What?! How random!) Continue reading
We’d like to thank Kelly for the following story.
It had been a long day. I live in Winnipeg, and was getting ready to surprise my snowbird parents in California with an Xmas visit. I had packed late, and didn’t get much sleep worrying about the trip. Then the fire alarm in my apartment building went off at 7am, so the day started by shuffling out into -40 degree weather.
Ugh. But I got on the plane, connected in Denver, and landed in San Diego at around 11pm my time. I had friends that were going to meet me there to take me to my parents place, but they were no where to be found. Ugh again.
But lo and behold, as I was looking around for them, there was… wait a minute… is that?…. YES! That’s the pro jock himself! That’s actually Bill Murray! Continue reading