I met Mario on a rainy Thursday morning in June 1995, whereas surroundings up the Texaco/Havoline chalet tent for the Portland IndyCar drag. He made a level of shaking every employee’s hand, and thanked us occupied with our efforts. He used to be told by the supervisor that it used to be my birthday, so he presented me with a customized and autographed bottle of wine from his winery that sits on my home location of work shelf to on on the present time and age. For the next 4 years he would pause by the chalet and thank the crew. He didn’t take into accout my name, nonetheless he would always stroll up to me along with his hand out and voice “how’s it going birthday boy!” Infrequently you SHOULD meet your heroes.