Letter: Robin being Robin
I, too, have a Robin Williams story to share.
Years ago, I was presenting a seminar at the University of North Carolina in Chapel Hill. At the same time, Robin was filming Patch Adams. Faculty colleagues insisted that we watch part of the takes regarding a farewell evening kiss between Robin and his co-star, and so we hustled to the main quad at UNC and staked out the place, along with a hundred or so other spectators. The crews, etc., arrived, “Action!” was shouted, and Robin began the first of a dozen or so takes, each of which got progressively funnier, and each of which had the unofficial, assembled crowd in hysterics.
The filming on campus lasted a week or so. As is the custom at UNC, the entire faculty met for a pre-summer vacation lunch. It was noted that one of the waiters bore a remarkable resemblance to Robin Williams. Indeed, it was Robin Williams, who eventually took the microphone and thanked the UNC community for its tolerance, patience and helpfulness. That, too, was another hysterical moment.
The world is a sadder place because of his passing. May he rest in peace.
ROBERT A. STEIN