Russ and I were standing in a crowd of thousands on opening night, waiting for a parade to pass by, when I felt a towering presence next to me. I turned and froze. Standing at our side, just by sheer chance, was Clint Eastwood. I guess he'd been invited to attend the event like the rest of us. He even remembered Russ' name and shook his hand for the second time, giving him that same steely-eyed look that comes second nature to Clint.
Life is really strange sometimes.
There were some other images about Clint, and his visit to the Bay Area in the summer of 1973, that I still remember vividly. Clint standing on a hilltop on the Tiburon side of the Bay, holding the revolver in both hands and sighting along the barrel onto the skyline of San Francisco. Eastwood walked over to a man standing behind the camera and handed the weapon to him. Get the feel of it. She's got a real kick when you fire her.