Back in '89 our indoor rodeo arena was host to a horse show and auction. Our college (SLU) rodeo team was volun-told to work it...security, clean-up, moving the livestock around, tickets and consession sales, etc..... I got the call to dim the arena lights so a 'VIP' could sneak in with out being reconized. So I went back to master switches and waited for the go-ahead and there was Paul Newman donning a hat and sunglasses. He didn't say anything except 'thank you' and sat down as soon as I cut the lights. Later that same afternoon myself and a couple other team members were watching the horses from the stage with a cooler full of beer (well, we were 'rodeo cowboys' and this was college...) when someone kinda snuck up behind us and asked if he could have a beer and sit with us for a spell. We didn't care at all and invited him to sit on the edge of the stage. Since I was leaning on the igloo I reached in, turned around and handed a Bud Light longneck to Patrick Swazye. He didn't wanna mill around in the crowd and a couple of his horses were coming up next. We all were polite enough not to be 'star-struck' and he sat and shot-the-breeze for a good 30 minuets or so. He was polite, very thankful for the beer and funny and engageing in conversation as well. Definatly more at-ease than Mr. Newman was.