Here is the place where you can read about fan's meeting with Gary. If you have a story to tell, please email me at LisaQRocks@aol.com and I will post it here. Last updated January 7, 2002.
Well, the wife and I had just crossed “pizza and a trip up to the Empire State Building observation deck” off the list when we were on the street and spotted one of those hotdog vendors that appear so frequently in films and television. We approached the vendor and ordered a pair of dogs (with everything!) and I asked the vendor how much it would cost, since he did not have any prices listed. He told me that the damage we $3.00. As I reached into my pocket to withdraw my wallet, I heard a strangely familiar voice behind say, “Put your money away, friend. Only morons and tourists pay a buck fifty for a New York tube-steak.”
I spun around and sure enough, there was Gary Busey! Standing right in front of me! “Ain’t that right, Carlos?” He was now speaking to the vendor. “I got an idea,” Gary continued. “Why don’t you cut these good people a break? Two dollars sounds reasonable, don’t you agree? After all, in the game of life there are cats and there are cats that bark. Comprende?” I looked back at the vendor and he mumbled sheepishly, “Two dollars please.” I handed him two George Washingtons, but as I turned back to thank Gary, he was already walking off. He hadn’t even stopped for something to eat himself! He had just stopped to help out a couple of out-of-towners out of a tight jam.
“Hey, Gary!” I called after him. “Thanks! I loved you in ‘Hider in the House!” (I know that it was kind of dumb to say, but it was all my awestruck nerves could think of.) He kind of waved behind him, but just kept walking and never looked back.
Thanks for watching my back, Gary!
The reason I am thinking of it, I lost my friend
today (she had an aneurysm, it was instant and a shock to us all.) She was a
lovely person and nice to everyone; not a person walked by without a smile
from Julie.
Several months ago, Gary Busey was in Tulsa visiting his mother. Julie
worked at the Texaco at 81st and Yale in Tulsa. She was just standing there,
when Julie saw a person getting out of his truck. Judy said, "A good looking
man got out of his truck and began pumping gas. I looked again and low and
behold, it was Gary Busey. She knew how much I loved his movies and how I
always thought, he was handsome. Now you have to know Julie, she is short,
and sweet, has grand children and just a smile that lights up a room.
She
walked outside and walked straight to him and said, "Hey!, you are Gary
Busey. She said he smiled back at her and saw what I had always talked about
with his smile. He looked up smiled and said, "Yes Maim, I guess I am; In
addition, gave her a wink. Of course, knowing Julie the way I do, she
probably starting talking his ears off. He closed his conversation with,
"Maim, I would love to keep talking, but I need to go and pick up my Mom."
Of course, Julie would never do anything to stop a young man from visiting
his mother. She shook his hand and they parted. Julie called me and told me
the whole story. It made her day and it did mine just listening to her talk.
I wanted to share this piece of information, I have never looked up a page
for Gary Busey, but I felt that tonight I needed too. It was my way of
connecting to the most wonderful person in the world. I know now, Jesus is
watching her and I know now there is no pain and sorrow. I loved her, I
hope, and pray you enjoy this as much I do remembering Julie.
Thank you,
Submited by Todd Parker:
The following narrative is not so much a Gary Busey “fan encounter” as it is a Gary Busey “experience.” It all happened about six months ago when my wife and I were visiting my Uncle Paul in New York City - A.K.A. the Big Apple. We had never been there before and we were doing our best to take in as much of the famous NYC culture as we could in a three-day period. “Cats” had already closed, so we had to settle for tickets to “Phantom,” a stroll through Central Park, a bagel and lox on the Avenue of the Americas, etc. You know, all of the classic things one is supposed to do when one is visiting our nation’s capital.
Submitted by Ryan:
I met Gary in January of this year, in Knoxville,
TN. He was so nice. It was awesome! I took my "cut out" movie box of Silver
Bullet for him to sign. He gladly signed it as I told him that was the 1st
movie I saw him in. He was so good in that movie. He looked at the box,
smiled, and said, "Oh my gosh! That was a long time ago, filmed in
Wilmington, NC." I told him that I was aware and he smiled, said God Bless
and waved. I will NEVER forget it! I love Gary Busey! I agree, he can be a
little strange and too hyper, but you have to put that aside, it's Gary
Busey!!!
Submitted by Cynthia:
The reason for my e-mail today, is to tell you about an encounter my friend
Julie had with Gary.
Cynthia Barb
Submitted by Tim:
I was vacationing in the Hamptons and decided to check out some of the more sophisticated resturants. I heard from a friend that some of the local eateries garnished some pretty swanky clientele. My wife and I decided to check it out, hoping for a killer steak and some even juicier atmosphere.
As we glanced over the menus, my wife's eyes suddenly widened. I said ,"Is the steak that expensive?", to which she said nothing.
"Honey" she gasped, "Is that Gary Busey over there?"
"Cmon now, your'e pulling my leg." I chortled. When she continued to stare, I finally turned around only to see Gary Busey! I was titilated and speachless by the sight of Gary, but I knew I had to say something to him. I approached him slowly and calmly as not to alarm him and said " Mr. Busey, uh, Gary, I'm a tremendous fan of your work."
"Thank you, "I'm a tremendous fan of your's as well." He said as he flashed his humble yet devilish smile.
I laughed and instantly felt more comfortable. I told him that I was also was in show buisness and he listened intently as I described my plans to write a musical version of The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe. I asked for an autograph which he graceously obliged and signed my daughter's baby photo! I thanked him for his time and returned to my awstruck wife.
As Gary left, I saw him whisper to our waitress. It turned out he paid for our entire meal! I was thrilled not only with Gary's warmth and sincerity towards a fan, but also with his generosity. I will never forget that evening and the way that Garey made a fan's day! Thanks Gary!
