Underneath the delightful post “Of the Marvelous Gene Kelly,” I noticed the following comment and couldn’t help but embed it here as well. Thanks for letting us share your story, Beth!
I actually kissed Gene Kelly. It’s true! He came to my university to give an “in-service” to our dance department and they had him come out to the football game that Saturday and wave to the crowd (he would have been in his early ’70s at the time). I was in the marching band on the field at the moment and as we were finding our way back to our seats, I caught up to him as he was walking out….leaned in…said, “Thank you, Mr. Kelly” and kissed his cheek!!!! I can’t believe I was that bold to invade his personal space, but I was young and stupid, so I didn’t think about that at the time. Wouldn’t do it today, but at least I have a good story to tell. He didn’t say anything or push me away – but he also didn’t stop walking. I wish I had a picture of it because it all seems like a dream now…. but the memory in my mind’s eye will have to do.