The nicest person in Hollywood
Several years back, I was in L.A. and had the opportunity to meet her when she was doing a television piece for a friend. During a break, instead of staying with the cast members and people she knew, Carol got up and moved to "mingle" with the folks off the set. I figured she'd just make a quick round and head straight back. I was wrong.
She stopped and chatted, spending time with each person she met. I mentioned to her that my wife was a huge fan (which I'm sure she hears all the time). She asked for her name and asked if I wouldn't mind giving her our address. I scrounged a business card, wrote it down and handed it to her. She went off and, honestly, I didn't think any more about it. There were a ton of people there and I was sure she was just being polite.
So, I went home and got busy with life. A week or so went by. Then a package arrived, addressed to Becky (my wife).
Inside was an autographed photo of Carol Burnett, personally made out to my wife.
Nice? Indeed. Above and beyond.