Why, why on that fateful day....
A little story: Lived in California for a year. In the beginning, stayed at my aunt and uncle's house. Btw, both girl cousins can flat out ball, got the tall gene from my uncle, not aunt. It's not in my side of the family's blood. Uncle was a beach volleyball player, freakin awesome dude, love him.
Anyway, they closed down their block in Brentwood, did a Party of Five shoot. Literally across from their house, yay!
Bumped into Neve Campbell and she seemed rather rude, but maybe in a young teen sort of way, not so much a terribly snotty Hollywood actress way. I had a crush, but kept it together, didn't say hi, etc out of respect. After all, she was working, and I somewhat knew the biz' protocol.
Either way, I honestly don't remember seeing JLH, but not sure if she had those samolians rocking that large back then anyway.
Still, why didn't I venture on to look for the kid?
Why?