James Doohan, Star Trek's Scotty, Dead

Mom took me to my first and second Star Trek conventions, but I don't think Jimmy was at either of them. However, he was at another of the New York conventions I attended, the one we affectionately dubbed "Snowcon" because there was a blizzard the day we were to leave and we had to stay over another night. (Ironically, there was no snow in Rhode Island and my dad wanted to know why the heck I couldn't get home that night. Well, because the trains were up to eight hours late!) So in honor of the extended holiday, the six of us (Ann, Alice, Mary, Rosie, Gail, and I) had a party in our room. Then Gail and Rosie went off to supper. Mary was feeling claustrophobic and Ann had a migraine and they went off to someone else's room down the hall, and Alice and I joined them because we wanted to watch the end of Backstairs at the White House.

Anyway, while we were all away from our room and the party was in full swing, James Doohan and his escorts showed up and we didn't even know it until after they left! We were told he had a nice time!

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