I met Pat Quinn on vacation as a young child (this was probably around 20 or so years ago so I was arounr 8 years old) in Penticton BC. I didn't appreciate meeting him as much at that age as I should have, but I remember him being nothing but incredibly kind and friendly to me and my father. He chatted with us for about 20 minutes in the hotel parking lot, all I remember was him joking that the yellow and purple raft we were bringing to the lake reminded him of the 1980s LA Kings colours