[MrCinatit]

During my younger years, I was quite the autograph hound at baseball card shows. I went to one where The Man was signing - however, the number of autographs he was signing was somewhat limited.
I found out when my turn came up - he actually talked with me. Not to me or at me, but with me. I was just a kid of 14, and in freaking, totally in awe with this guy, and here was this legend willing to toss the BS around with me for a few minutes. Signing the card actually seemed rather secondary.
Even more impressive was that he knew his stuff. Mind you, this was around 1982 - the baseball card hobby wasn't anywhere near the huge thing it is now. However, he still asked me if I was sure I wanted the card signed, as (he stated), it would devalue the card. When I told him I could care less about the monetary value, that the value was worth so much more to me personally to be able to look at that card with his name on it, he smile lit up the room. BTW, he also knew that card was a 1960 edition without looking at the back.
Stan Musial is a beautiful man. There. I said it.