Howdy Doody Bill

Buffalo Bob Smith happened to attend a con in Maine in the 80s.

He ambled up backstage when Walter Koenig and I were sharing a flask.

We offered him some, but he declined.

Very devout man. Nice guy.

Okay, it was awkward.

Nobody likes drinking around a Christian puppeteer.

Walter started babbling in Russian to me, and I nodded and said "Da" every once in a while.

We kept talking until he walked away.

That's a fine how do you do for you.
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