Our first stop this year was Parker Stevenson. I met him seven years ago at one of the first ones I went to. In fact, it was so early in the tenure that it was before Sis started forsaking some of her shopping time to foster her own collection. As such, she's been waiting for another chance to get a picture with him for quite a while.
I mentioned the initial meeting to him, then asked how he's been in the seven years since. His answer was thoughtful and heartening. "Really good," Stevenson said. "There aren't many times in your life when everything is good. Something always happens."
The first time I met him, I brought my Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries Season 2 box set to be signed. I had Season 1 with me this time. I also took the other one, because Pamela Sue Martin had put her Pamela Sue Hancock on the inaugural season and I wanted to get her PSH on the second one. Problem was, I was so giddy that I gave him Season 2 ... again. He looked down at it, then up at me, then showed it to me with an "I already signed this" look. Quick rummage through my backpack required.
Pamela Sue wasn't there yet, so we set out to look for more actors who were there for the early-bird session. With all different celebrities stretched out down hallways throughout the Hilton Parsippany, we meandered down corridors and went into a room with Piper Laurie. The three-time Oscar nominee looked lovely seated at her table, but it was tough for the soft-spoken actress to hear what I was saying with the hustling and bustling in the room.
Speaking of hustling, I mentioned one of my favorites of hers, The Hustler. She said she had gotten to see a beautiful remastered print not too long ago on the big screen where it belonged. I brought my Carrie Blu-ray to get signed and asked whether she had any inkling when they were making it that it would become a cult classic.
Faux pas, number two, I accidentally stepped on her leg when I went behind the table to have my picture taken with her. Can't take me anywhere. But it was a good thing I was around to help Sis when she met George Wyner (Spaceballs). The affable Colonel Sanderz mock-fired his handler twice while we were there. And the second time might have been warranted since the helper couldn't take a decent picture of Lor and George. I actually was able to help out on this occasion.
We talked about the high-school reunion episode from the second season. Henry had regrets about having forsaken a deaf girl to go to the prom with someone else. He meets up with Sheila again at the reunion and makes amends. It was a poignant episode for a show that started off in slapstick comedy territory. Scolari gave special praise to Nanci Kendall, the deaf actress whose work made it so great.
I have Peter's name in Tivo, and shows and movies of his are always popping up. I asked whether there are things on his filmography that he'd forgotten about ever making. "Definitely," he said. "There are things that are unavailable at all." God bless Tivo.
Scolari called me "sweet" for saying that I was most excited to see him. Personally, I think he was sweet himself for putting up with my fawning and rubbing my back while we were taking our picture.
Pescow admitted making the show -- with Robert Hays, Doris Roberts and Debralee Scott -- was so special and the cast stayed in touch long after it ended. We talked about a particular episode in which the families played each other on Family Feud. Then the cast of Angie went on the actual game show after that. "I remember that!" she exclaimed.
When we went back to Pamela Sue Martin, she told me about how she moved to Mexico because she couldn't handle Colorado winters any more. I mentioned we had already talked with Stevenson and how much fun that was and she said, "Parker is someone who makes everyone happy," Pamela Sue said. We talked about why the Hardy Boys/Nancy Drew Mysteries still hold up all these years later and Frank and Nancy's chaste romance. "There was an innocence about it. It was a different time," she said.
I was with Sis at director Jack Sholder's table when another Oscar nominee (and winner!) got bumped by a Schector, but this one wasn't me. Lor was trying to take her backpack off, and in her defense, Lee Grant was far, far away from her own table in the middle of the room when it happened. I uttered a quick "Sorry, Lee!"
After sharing Martin-Landau-was-a-superior-human-being stories with Sholder, I went to get a selfie with Grant, still holding court away from her table. She misheard me when I said my name as "Peach," and then I quickly added. "I'll be a 'Peach' for you if you want!"
Then it was time for me to go on the long lines -- first for Cheryl Ladd of Charlie's Angels. I had a special task in mind, getting an autograph for a good friend of mine. But the in-person photo would be all mine. After, ummm, let's say 90 minutes, I finally got up to her, only to find I didn't have enough dinero for the transaction. Luckily, my buddy Eric and his mom were not too far behind me and he spotted me the difference until I could hit the ATM.
Since I had replenished the coffers, I jumped on to neighboring Jason Priestley's line. This was the most rushed I felt all night. He had a photo shoot scheduled in 15 minutes, but his handlers just kept taking money and items to be signed and shoveling them at the teen idol-turned-director. Priestley kept taking his time with the people he was talking with. I appreciate that, even though I was a wee bit concerned that the entourage would waltz off with my cash/DVD at any moment. (One of my favorite moments was when the guy who had taken the DVD came back a couple minutes later and asked what I wanted to have signed. The thing I just gave you, perhaps?)
And that's the way it went at this Chiller. Everyone was so nice. Not that they usually aren't, it's just that there's often an actor or two who seems like they're practicing their craft when making polite conversation (and taking money). But the conversations this time were much more casual and fun. So I'm definitely looking forward to the 30th anniversary shows coming up for the next two Chillers.