I never recognize famous people or I recognize them too late.
I’ve lived here since ’99 and I have never, without the Butcher’s help, recognized a celebrity in the wild.
But today! Today I just saw Cowboy Jack Clement at Noshville. He was looking for pickles. And then he ate.
Possibly it’s not that exciting for you, but I am thrilled.
Tiny Cat Pants 
He’ll make rude nosies for you if you want, too. (jack, I mean.)
I see Cowboy Jack at the grocery store near my house all the time. He lives in my ‘hood, so that’s expected. I also was in line behind Sonny James there once or twice – I guess he lives nearby as well.