With all the truth about Hollywood coming out, I wanted to share a funny true story.
Once upon a time I flew from LA to NY in first class and sat next to Alan Alda. He was intensely busy reading a script and I could tell he preferred to be left alone.
So I left him alone.
At the end of the 5 hour flight, while I retrieved my things to deboard the plane, he turned to me, looked down (he’s quite tall) and said, “Thank you.”
I nodded a small nod, but still didn’t say anything.
This was a time before cell phones and selfies and I wouldn’t have bothered him with that either.