No, he was a very solitary person, almost a recluse. The closest I got was when I was going into the greengrocers at the end of my street, and he was already on his way out. The staff commented on “what a nice old gent” he was. The other times were as described in my post - he would have tea and scones at the Harbour Street tea rooms most afternoons, and was often seen cycling on the High Street.
I see the guys featured in American Move all of the time. I’ve been behind Mike Schank at the gas station waiting form him to buy lottery tickets. It was novel for the first minute, but after 5 minutes of him buying lottery tickets the novelty wore off. I’ve seen Mark Borchard a few times as well.
There is also the Rythm Chicken. A guy who plays the drums on street corners in a bunny mask. Why it’s Rythm Chicken I’m not sure but that sort of adds to the appeal.
I’m the “wing man” on the local radio station morning show – I get to say “Hi-yooooooo!” and act surprised a lot and make snotty remarks when the show’s star (my younger brother) screws up. I AM a local celebrity – people actually ask us to make appearances and stuff – pay us for it, too. Of course, we’re celebrities in a community of fewer than 20,000 people, but hey, better to be a big frog in a little pond than fishbait, eh?
The most famous guy from Logan County, Colorado, was Ralph Edwards. He grew up in Merino, which is about 20 miles from here.
“As God is my witness, I thought turkeys could fly”
One of our chief rivals in basketball (La Jolla Country Day, not Rashaan Salaam). (We only ever played about six teams the whole time I was there–very small school, and we weren’t in a league until after I graduated.)
No. “Are you all, my dear?” sounds like something a seedier Mr. Rogers might say to a callgirl he’s dissatisfied with. I was jokingly calling Mr. Rogers a jackass for his imaginary insult.
John Mellencamp. He generally keeps a low profile and lives in a house out in the woods by Lake Monroe, but sometimes he can be seen driving his yellow Viper in town or eating at a restaurant with his family.
My mom was at one point friends with his wife Elaine. I have been over to his house a few times and also appeared in the video for Your Life Is Now along with my mom and my sister.
OK- now I laugh. hahahah 
I’m going to snicker randomly all week when the image of Mr. Rogers saying (slowly and gently, of course) “Are you all, my dear?” to a disappointingly non-blonde callgirl standing at his doorstep, pops into my head.
Let’s try to stay focused out there.
Nobody you’d know, but two of my relatives are local celebrities (writer father and sporty son, thankfully the father writes under a pseudonym so most of the people who are pissed with him don’t make the connection). A couple years back a guy from my home town directed his first long movie and won several prizes, which got me a lot of ooohs and aaaahs from people who thought we only made asparagus and artichokes. One of my brother’s “pseudobros” (born in the same building in the same year) has published several records and a handful of volumes of poetry; more oooohs and aaahs from the artichoke people.
Lots of local celebrities here in Shanghai. I pass the elementary school attended by Yao Ming, of Houston Rockets fame, every day on may way to and from work. If we lived across the street, that’s where my daughter would be going to school right now.
My wife and I frequently went to the Fife and Drum restaurant in Kent, CT, where the owner would play show tunes on his grand piano. Nice guy and he played well enough to thoroughly charm us. He’d throw in Classical pieces, too (but only when there weren’t too many customers).
Between sets, he’d sometimes come to our table to schmooz, and on one occasion, mentioned that Horowitz (and wife) (who had a summer home in Kent), would drop in for dinner, two or three times a month during the summers. As you might expect, Vladimir would compliment the owner’s pianism. I liked that and figured it to be pure Horowitz. He was such a gentle soul.
Just over the line lies Newtown, where an airline pilot murdered his wife, cut her body up into manageable pieces and with a rented wood chipper, pureed them into a lake. However, Mr. Asshole was seen doing the wood chipper bit — in the dead of winter. The cops were able to glean bits and pieces of the wife’s body from the chipper and their DNA match helped to clinch the case.
Marion Anderson was a famous singer who lived in Danbury, CT.
Just 3 miles from my house, right here in beautiful uptight Brookfield, some teenager hauled out a shotgun and put a hole in his friend’s stomach. His defense: The devil made me do it. Honest.
Surprise surprise, it didn’t wash.
Paul Newman lives in Westport.
So did/does Sandy Dennis, the gal who played the dipsomaniacal young lady in the movie Whose Afraid of Virginia Woolf. Remember how she formed a bubble of spit in the drunken scene?
I used to work in that town, but never saw Newman. I did see Ms Dennis in a restaurant there. Like Newman, she had no airs.
Martha Stewart also lives/lived in Newport. I like her and still feel she got a bum rap. I know, lots of folks say she’s a bitch.
Dustin Hoffman has/had a horse farm in Bridgewater .
James Taylor and Dianne Von Furstenburg live/lived in New Milford.
Arthur Miller and William Styron (author of Sophie’s Choice et al) had homes in Roxbury.
And I, the most famous of local celebrities. emerged from my owl house in the early hours of November 9th and took off on a celebratory flight throughout the neighborhood, hooting unmercifully while dropping elegant globs of owl shit on all the houses of my Republican neighbors.
Sadly, I was trapped by the town cops, and grounded for ten days.