When I was a kid, about 11 or 12, I used to stay up all night watching the Jerry Lewis Telethon. That year, there was this great impressionist named Fred Travalena on and I was in awe. A few weeks later, he was appearing at the Riviera hotel in Vegas, where I lived.
Not knowing any better, I called the hotel and asked for his room. I wanted to meet him and that’s how I thought it was done.
I was put through.