I met Tom Hanks at a benefit concert in LA in 2001. When people realized he was there, they all swarmed around him, asking for autographs and pictures, and saying that they loved him in Forrest Gump, or Castaway, or random recent work that he had done. I waited until they cleared out, went over to his aisle seat during one of the breaks, and started with, “I’m sorry to bother you.” He stood up, shook my hand, and assured me that I was not bothering him. I told him that when I was little, I really loved him in the movie, “Big.” He smiled and thanked me. He was so down to earth, just seemed like a great guy.