This actually happened.

In the mid-80s, my hubs was working at a dry club in Kent, Ohio (he's from Stow, the town next door). This guy came into the club and was laughing. He said, "Hey, guys. I just ran into Joe Walsh."

Someone else said, "Oh you met him?"

"No, I ran into him. He was walking down the sidewalk and just stopped and I ran into him."

"What happened?"

"I said, 'Hey! You're Joe Walsh!' and he said, 'I am? Wow!'" (Totally in character. LOL.)

Joe was in town receiving a "Distinguished Alumni" award from Kent State, even though he didn't actually graduate -- a fact he pointed out in his acceptance speech.

The hubs said he probably felt a little lost if he hadn't been to that part of town in a while since a fire took out a whole block on that street in the early 70s, and everything looked different.

So that's my husband's Joe Walsh story.