My Chance Meeting with Mr. Carradine.

Thursday, June 4, 2009
My Chance Meeting with Mr. Carradine.

On April 1, 2008, I was out taking photos; after just scouting out my MetroRail commute to LA for a week long class I was to attend. I was heading home, but jumped on the train heading in the wrong direction, when I realized it, I figured I would make the best of it; and I was geared up with my camera for the day. So off I went, snapping pics and walking down the star lined sidewalk of Hollywood. It was close to lunch time and I figured I needed and earned a Martini with a plate of oysters; so I headed up to The Grill on Hollywood.

I had tucked away my camera and was enjoying my little reward of a meal at the bar when David Carradine walked in. He came up to the bar, ordered a drink and was admiring the photos that surround the top of the wall around the bar. He was joined by a very attractive woman; who he ordered for and we chatted about the photos, taking guesses as to the names of the actors/actresses displayed above us. There was some other ideal chit-chat between the three of us as the staff, of the nearly empty restaurant, seemingly knowing what Mr. Carradien wanted, were busily setting up a table on the patio out in front of the restaurant. When another gentleman arrived, the trio took their place outside and enjoyed drinks; Mr. Carradine now smoking a cigarette and reviewing the menu.

As some of you in the LA area know, once you dive into a conversation with a well known actor it is sometimes embarrassing for both to shift gears and ask for a photo, like a star-stuck-fan. And, as I do not possess a paparazzi-like mentality, I did not get a photo of Mr. Carradien that day. I am regretting the missed opportunity.

But, in that short interaction, I knew why Mr. Carradine was a “working actor.” He was very pleasant and affable to be around. He had a bright smile and spark in his eyes. I’ve always corrected people when they make the statement that to be successful in Hollywood it’s who you know. It is not who you know, but who is willing to admit they know you. Mr. Carradine was one of those people that I’m sure others were happy to say they knew him. I’m glad I got the chance to chat with him; and it saddens me that he will no longer be smiling with us. He will be missed.