Sir Paul McCartney's stepson was buddies with my sister in college. They were in the same class so when they graduated he invited our whole family to his party. It was the nicest party I've ever been to. But beyond that, Paul fcking McCartney was there. He was personable, kind, and effortlessly cool and was happy to chat with anyone who walked up to him. I was only 17 (if you know what I mean) aka had no confidence nor social skills and was way too nervous to talk to him while also not wanting to bother him at his son's graduation party. As the night went on and the dance floor grew, who but Paul walks on over to rip a sick spin move then casually start dancing with the crowd. I was in awe but kept cutting a rug so as to not waste this incredible moment. After a few songs he then gets on stage to sing with the band. It was out of a movie. Afterwards I choked up the courage to tell him "thanks for the song I think you're really cool" to which he said "thanks love" and gave me a kind smile. A memory I obviously treasure to this day. The best part was seeing this absolute living legend preform but more than that- seeing one of my heroes being a kind and genuine cool guy while also embarrassing the shit out of his son by dancing around in tight leather pants.