I was travelling from Jacksonville to Los Angeles and met this delightful, highly recognizable television icon that I failed to place. We were sitting in first class and we started a conversation. I felt stupid not recognizing him because everyone else on the flight did. I bought him a cup of ice cream during our layover in Dallas as we reminisced about Hollywood history and our careers. I also found out his wife enjoys collecting antiques. Jaime is a very charming gentleman, has a good sense of humor but doesn't text. We're staying in touch with each other and I hope to break bread with him soon.

Moral of the story: Always fly first class, your heirs will.