While on our Vancouver-to-San Diego cruise last October, we had just walked off the ship in Astoria, Oregon. As we passed a very tall gentleman and his wife, I glanced to see if that was the lady you sat beside me the night before in the ship’s theater. Then I noticed the signature moustache on her husband, who also walked as if his knees were often injured.
Since I respect their privacy, I’m one who seldom approaches celebrities. As I watched him mingle with other passengers over upcoming days, I was sure I would regret not meeting Ben Davidson, the 14-year defensive end who had many great years in the 1960s.
Later in the cruise at a wine tasting event, I approached him, shook his hand, and had a short discussion. He explained to me that as he’s gotten older, he has grown to appreciate fans recognizing him.
So there I was, anxious to meet a football great from my youth, and the last thing he said to me caught me totally off guard: “Thanks for remembering me.” I’m still stunned.
Here’s a What Happened to Ben Davidson Q&A interview from the Raiders.